Poetry: The ending of life on this cold earth for Judy Doggett Walker
Lee Jay Walker
Modern Tokyo Times
Once, you gave life to me
Hence, when a child, you were my tree of life
A rock, a shining beauty, a pure heart
I felt protected in my early years
Little tears and no fear
For I, like a child, did not foresee the years ahead
Keeping strong for nearly seven decades-long
You still seemed like my protector
Yet the clock of dementia and COPD were nearing
Now I, like you, began fearing
Many days became a struggle but some joy could behold
The local park now seemed much larger despite no change
Yet the clock of this cold earth was ringing louder
Hence, the confusion began to grow and joy became so slow
In time, only death would become a solace
All memories now virtually turned into woe
Apart from the flicker of “Walter,” her devoted late father who gave light
This, and a cake or two were all that was left of this world
For the pain and anxiety of death began to approach
Now fear entered her heart despite believing in God
Hence, with each passing hour came pain, sorrow, and the choking of life
Now I feel alone with no parent left
For this cold earth took both so slowly and full of pain
Therefore, my memories are shackled and haunted
Her last moments (Judy), like my father (Eric), were torturous, to say the least
If God exists, then is this your doing to provide fear and pain?
Hence, nothing brings me solace for images of skin and bone now only remain
In memory of my mother Judy Doggett Walker who passed away from this earth on April 10, 2019
Images of Judy Doggett Walker and her son Lee Jay
Rest In Peace – Judy Doggett Walker (November 29, 1934, to April 10, 2019)