There was all that Time listening To radio or TV, TV turned internet. I wish I could Dedicate those spent hours Now to my mom, So she could come back awhile. She wouldn't have to know She was dead, Like we didn't know then How much time was passing. I would play With her hair like I used to, And tell her stories until She began to doze off Like she used to, Waking only to say: I didn't ever know you Loved me. (“Dedicated” by Kathy Fagan)