your body slowly deteriorating
not daily, not weekly
but it is there.
I compare to a year past
and then I know
your body is betraying you.
our children don’t want to admit.
To them you are the superhero
one that can do anything
Maybe that is how it should be.
I watch you move and sway,
I watch you struggle to button,
I watch you walk with your bent back,
I watch you grimace in pain.
I watch your hands tremor,
I watch those many trips to the bathroom
I watch you take your medications
throughout the day
too many to count.
I watch you keep going
fighting back that pain and stiffness
I love your drive,
I love that you never give up
I love that you refuse to slow down
I watch you with admiration and love.