Stroke struck

Spittle strand a thread unraveling
A tapestry of scattered scenes
That mumble jumbled benedictions
While softly fraying from the seams

Shuttle shooting recognition
Thoughts that warp against the weft
Grieving family's expeditions
Tries to bind to all that's left

A patchwork cloth of distant memories
Woven trails in monochrome
Line dusty walls in vacant hallways
Her clouding eyes in an empty home

Once that fabric graced her family
Clothed them all in its embrace
But now a threadbare fading pattern
Pallid flesh a distant face

Silent thief that stole her presence
Robbed the mind and dimmed her grace
Stills the soul and claims it's essence
As she slowly comes undone