Magpie Tale #27 - The End is Near - August 17, 2010
It hurt with every breath he took,
The cottage felt so cold,
He hadn't any food to eat,
He was pathetic to behold.
His grandson tried to move him,
But he said he had to stay,
Where he'd lived for sixty years,
And had joy in every day.
He didn't mind rusty water,
From plumbing beyond repair,
And even in his solitude,
He never felt despair.
He said it was temporary,
He knew the end was near,
Here, he had his memories,
Of all that he held dear.
When they came to check on him,
In just a little while,
With his wedding picture in his hand,
He lay dead and wore a smile.
Carmen Henesy
Copyright (c) 2010 by Carmen Henesy
All rights reserved
a sad poem yet also inspiring Carmen, of how one clings to good memories and brings it with him to his other life.
ReplyDeletethat is the way to go... i can totally see me as that stubborn old man... :)
ReplyDeletelovely write today.
Oh too close to the truth here!
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely, and poignantly told. Nice magpie, Carmen. Just wanted to let you know that as I was on my recent cruise, and getting to know the bartenders (is it a bad thing if three bartenders know you by name?) I thought of you and your I think it's 88 cruises. This was #2 for me, the last one in 1987 (egads that was long ago) and I'm ready to go again, any time. It was lovely. Glad you got to go on so many.
ReplyDeleteI imagine many would want their lives to end in a place they hold so dear ..... nicely written!
ReplyDeleteI know this feeling. Wonderful Magpie, Carmen.
ReplyDeleteOh my! It's such a sad poem.. Bit I am happy for him, cuz he died just as he would have wanted to...with his memories, with his life live entirely!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful piece of satisfaction and peace...
Actually, that strikes me as a peaceful poem. The man lived and died as he wanted.
ReplyDeleteStubborn-ass old man!!!!!! I hope my daddy doesn't act like that when he's that old!!!!!!
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