Wrinkled Brow.

Since your lights went out and lost their’ shine,

when you looked in through these eyes of mine,

and you shed many tears, said thoughtful goodbyes,

and I choked up when you’d start to apologize;

you are so far gone from my reach these days,

you just can’t climb on to the words I say,

they just float along in a blur past your face,

while you try to be strong for everyone’s sake,

doesn’t make you less strong if you’ve given your best,

let it go, give your tired body some overdue rest,

just know: I’ll be here to clean up any mess,

un-wrinkle your brow Mama, try not to stress.