I wrote this poem reacting to my mother passing a few years back in April. I cared for her through about 8 years of changes and hopes for recovery. The last couple years her health declined more rapidly. Lung functioning primarily at that point. So, we had time to prepare, but you never really want to let go. She was my best friend and confidant. Until I was blessed to find my fiance. SOON TO BE WIFE!! June 18th baby! WOOT So, with that said, I wanted to share the picture of the poem I wrote, entitled The Stairs.