I remember
growing up
and the idea
was floated
by me
about life
being
choices between
black and white
hell
I was
just a kid
did not know
life was not
just a vibrant array
of colors that were
found in my coloring box
then guess
life happened
and you realize that
there are choices
what seem to be
black and white
which friends you chose
which love you pick
which school you go to
and I did paint part of my life
in black and white but with hues
and now
watching my Mom
slowly succumb to the second
bout of lung cancer
where she
has now chosen
what appears to be
a black and white choice
refusing more
chemo or radiation
let the cancer take its course
she has less
then a year now
that yes maybe they were right
so many moons ago
sometimes life is really
a choice of black and white
and yet I live
in the shadows and hues
of a grey period
in my life
right now
Sending you and your mother well wishes! Some people’s black is another’s white…
LK ❤🐇😊🙏
poignantly touching.