October 15, 2019

MY FRIEND


My friend Dixie Anna.


There are those unexpected calls
so rational sounding, such a nice voice
in my ear, jolting me upright.
She fell, moving pictures around.

Who am I to write her obit,
younger than me.  She caretook
her Ken until he died, now
she is near death herself.

Sometimes a broken pelvis will 
Break more than bones,
Will dent and dement a wider
circle.  Already my heart breaks.

10 comments:

  1. Oh, the sadness of losing a good friend.

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  2. Sometimes we shake a fist at the sky. I am so sorry.

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  3. Oh those falls. They can do old people in.

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  4. I am so sorry that such a dear friend suffers so.

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  5. So sorry for your loss of a dear friend.

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  6. Ohhh gosh... Mage. That is very worrisome. It's always painful to lose a friend. Is there no hope then?

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    1. My daughter can't find her. DA's son hasn't called back. Yes, I worry.

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