FAMILIAR IS DIFFERENT
We who were close enough to
see
Close enough to hear.And know.What
these meant
Who they were for.Like her
cats.And that Ginger we took.As a gift .to her
Ginger also gone.To Cat
Land.Catnapping.She,too,gone.
We substitute our memories for her
warm presence..This was the difference
Everywhere she went-a
smile.Illumined.A different name.A wisdom.
Words are tombs and flowers,shared
bread and water.Reminders
of a life well loved among
illnesses,where others would fail and grow fickle
She burned bright enough
-to remind us/not just of her life
More the necessity for
h/ours..
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