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My Saddest Christmas..12/27/'97 Pt. Ii
Pt. II Instead she posed a million questions to me about how we really were It was only two days later, he said, she awoke as usual, at dawn She made enough breakfast for everyone; Mama, never tiring, no complaints By late afternoon as they sat on the porch reminiscing, sharing laughter and games Said she wasn’t feeling very well and she was going to take a nap Later, someone went in to check on her because they’d thought they’d heard her call Sure enough she was calling out, but not the names of any alive Her words they heard were: “Wilfred! Gloria, is that you?” Puzzled, the others were quickly called to Mama’s side As they gathered around her bed that day and tried to nudge her awake She seemed to be engaged in silent conversation with smiles and nods of her head With her eyes which seemed to be focused elsewhere beyond this realm, As always her soft eyes, welled up with tears, still beautiful after all this time They somehow knew that she was going fast, and there was nothing they could do “Wilfred” was Papa’s middle name; the only name she’d called him, since they met! “Gloria” was my older sister who had gone home about seven years before Three days after Papa’s Birthday, on December 27, 1997, we believe he came to stand by her bed That was the saddest Christmas I have ever had! Note: By Audrey Carey Submitted To: “The Saddest Christmas, Ever” Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France, ~A Rambling Poet ~
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Book: Shattered Sighs