I remember her bright brown eyes
looking at me through clouds of cigarette smoke
They looked so cheerful next to the laugh lines above her cheeks
but her skin & teeth slowly turned yellow
because of two packs a day
'Year after year'.
I remember her bright brown eyes
looking at me from behind a tipped bottle
they slowly glazed
paired with a sunken face
looking older and older with each sip she took
'Year after year.'
I remember her bright brown eyes
as they lost focus and dulled
looking at a face with the exact same brown eyes
a face she had raised from birth
without a hint of recognition
'Year after year' had taken its toll
and the cancer had spread throughout her body
lurking behind those bright brown eyes...
No more 'year after year'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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