By Miss Nyoike
“Two little lights of mine
Obviously each will die i time
The Brightest will die first
But the other will have to last
You my boy are that last light
And the only memory i have of you
Is that moment in the night
Am sorry i forget but we can make New
Now am told you are twenty
Even though i forget, my love for you is bounty
Each time remind me, your Name
Because even your face is that little flame
If you ask me now I’d call you Little Light
Or maybe Little Blue shoes
Son, for me you have to fight
Before my memory i lose
We both know who to blame
ALZHEIMER’S came early
It only allows me to remember just that moment
And i hold on to that blanket
In my episode of torment
My little light in little blue shoes.”
The Note she wrote me before she forgot me being, my dear Mama.
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