The Death of a Relative
CHAPTER 15: Humor |
Yesterday, I lost a relative, and a dear friend;
We were inseparable, she had been with me
Through thick and thin.
We ate and drank together every day;
She was with me throughout my life.
Wherever I went, so did she.
She was approximately three-quarter
Of a century old,
Give or take a few years.
She only recently caused me grief.
She was aging and I knew it wouldn't
Be long before I would have
To bid her adieu,
To at least say a final goodbye.
But the powers that be told me she had to go.
It wasn't easy giving her up; I asked
With a sigh, 'Can I at least give her
A proper funeral?'
The dentist said, “No.”
So goodbye sweet tooth.
© Janice Bumbalough Marler
April 19, 2016
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