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A caregiver’s morning |
| I listen for echoes of joy, for laughter instead of tears, I hear the sound of the oxygen. I wonder if she still wears the tubes in her nose. Mom does not think the oxygen is necessary to help her through the nights or days of her life. Alzheimer’s disease prevents her understanding the reason. Line count: 13 Form: A Fox Septet is a 13-line poem, without required rhyme. The syllable structure is 3/5/7/9/7/5/3/5/7/9/7/5/3. |