Mr. Stroke

Mr. Stroke

A Poem by Satoshi IroTzu
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Dedicated to my Grandmother. (She suffered a stroke 10 days after her birthday).

"
"Excuse me" said I. 
"Nothing to stress, 
despite all the luggage that I carry
I arrived in hard and heavy. "


"And now I am here to stay
this is my playground for the next five to seven days. "


"Oh, look at you ... 
No need to bash your head against the wall any harder
because Your grandma was not getting any younger"


Shocked 
in disbelief I ask
"What will happen next?"

It looked at me over the shoulder
"Curtains will close thus the show is over".

© 2020 Satoshi IroTzu


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A stroke can be very dibiliatating and I've cared for people who had one. Most end up in a wheelchair which takes away mobility and then so many other things after. God bless you and her I'm getting through this crisis.

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Added on August 29, 2020
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Satoshi IroTzu
Satoshi IroTzu

Split, Splitsko-Dalmatinska Zupanija, Croatia



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