Loretta
On the day you passed over
I will miss your teasing
Telling me "Your fired!"
If I was five minutes late
Your cackling at the reruns of sitcoms
You have watched so many times
My job at your group home won't be as lively
Without your being there
I watched your health decline
You hated wearing oxygen all the time
But you bore it bravely
Along with all the injections and medications
When you cross over
I hope you get to dance the night away
With no tubes to help you breathe
I hope you see your family
Your husband
Your cat
I hope you have a pretty dress and jewelry
Like you enjoyed wearing here
With all the good health you lost in life
About the Creator
Kathleen Anderson
I love stories. I love to read, watch, and create stories. Since childhood, the library has always been a sacred place to me. Writing transports my soul's hidden depths so the world can share them with me.
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