she did nothing
she laments
dementia they proclaimed
we still believe it is
just mom being mom
going through the stages of grief
denial has left anger
revisits bargaining against
depression onset she a product of her day
I remind her she has paved the way
women sought self
affirmation in fashion
she rode this wave
so much success selling this story
so that I
could grab my own board
meet the next swell
and continue this series in the story
I wear the gown of artistic expression
meting out my days in the chapters of strong will and pure
trust
faith that it will mean something
somewhere down the road
perhaps at the next beachhead
where my nieces stand nearly
ready watching the horizon
as the next surge takes form