I remember looking at Nan and thinking you look so tired and weak
I updated her on my life and I left with the usual kiss to her cheek
I took several steps then peered over my shoulder
Something was telling me she would not be getting much older
She looked content almost folded into the hospital bed
A firm large white pillow supporting her frail head
She wore a smile on her face and was soaked in perfume
The arranged flowers failing to brighten the room
I just wish I could have made the conversation somehow more relevant
Injected some realism just been more eloquent
Three hours later and my memory was on recall
Nan was handing me a big bag of sweets when I was small
My phone started to ring ”Who would be calling me this late in the day ?”
It was my Father, telling me Nanny Doris had just passed away
An unwelcome chill travelled to every bone
Tears soon tracked the shape of the phone
The funeral, complete with song and sun
a final poignant goodbye
I was angry with God and felt justified to ask
”Why do loved ones have to die ?”
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