As Expected
It was a routine death-
Just expected…
Just like the kiss on the bruised knee;
The cooked breakfast made to build you up;
The magical Christmas presents,
Transforming an ordinary life
Into a grotto of hopes and dreams.
As expected even as the warm hand,
Guiding from panic to safety
Or the praise for a success gained
Or consolation for a stupid mistake.
Just expected...no surprise in the least,
What can one expect when age corrodes and brings mortality to the brink.
No point hanging about with treatment.
It’s inevitable. A kindness.
Routine arrangements need
to be made
To be sorted like a wedding ceremony, a christening or birthday party
With old pennies wrapped in grease proof paper.
Just expected like rain on a spring day,
Or lush green exploding with life in May.
Copyright © Brian Duffield | Year Posted 2017
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