Death is Stalking my Aunt
Mr. Death is after Aunt Mary,
she has the evil cancer.
I love my aunt,
and wish this wasn’t true.
Lady has lived a good long life,
but I don’t want it to be her time.
Mary is a feisty lady,
and hope it will be enough
to get her through.
She became part of the
widow’s club, a few years ago.
A group many of us
have to be part of when
the love of our life
is taken by Mr. Death.
Mary is a feisty lady
and will argue with
Mr. Death.
4 comments:
Beautifully written...and with such feeling...and obvious love!....With you behind her...I reckon this 'feisty' lady...will win the argument!!.....((((hug))))...x
She better win. I am almost out of older relatives and if I lose Mary I will be down to one with alzheimer's. I am the oldest of four and my two younger siblings are dead. Remaining sister is in poor health. Yikes!
I like the direct style of this, Marti. It challenges sentimentality; no mawkish melancholy for you. A toast to Aunt Mary, who is a fine example to the craven-hearted.
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Christina, I have to tough for Aunt Mary. She is being very brave.
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