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A poetic memorial to a grandmother who died unexpectedly in her sleep

My grandma's Last Breath: A Rhyming poem about a Dying Grandma

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Question: Can you Generate another poem that rhymes on how you feel about the situation My deadbeat dad watched my grandma breathe heavy after she was paralyzed in her right arm the night before she passed away and not call 911 and she ends up dying in her sleep the next morning according to him she was cold he said she stopped eating 11 days before she died

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, how can I ever forgive It's hard to fathom why he'd be so uncaring, Grandma's frail body gave out, while he was just staring. Not a call to doctors, not a call to a friend, Just to sit and watch as her life reached its end. His heart so cold and emotionless, Grandma suffered, his pain he'd repress. No more peace, no more joy, My emotions for him I'm unable to deploy. Eleven days he watched her waste away, And no urge to do anything, not even pray. It would be hard to forgive, even if I'd be strong, Or to ever heal the wound that has been so wrong.

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Feb. 28, 2023, 9:48 a.m.

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Published: Tuesday, February 28, 2023

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