Happy Returns
Does anyone else but me wonder
when they look on Facebook
and see birthday celebrations
for dead aunts, uncles
fathers,mothers,
brothers, wives...
that no, this cannot be
Because the dead cannot age
take that slap on the back
notch up years or candles on a cake
They're snuffed out, like we will one day be
They're gone forever
Just memories - hopefully good ones
but not always
So when I'm gone think only this of me...
She was a bit quirky
a bit controversial
happy in her own skin
which stopped aging
at approximately the moment
she ceased to be.
Isobel
Tue 15th Oct 2019 16:41
Awwww thank you everyone. Its been a long time since I posted anything. That ugly little word 'work' got in the way, along with contentment which is even more destructive to your muse!
I wrote this on the train home after scrolling thro FB after a drunken night out. FB never ceases to baffle me.
There will come a time when I post again - hopefully before I cock my toes up! Now I shall endeavour to read some poetry ?
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