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Death Becomes Beauty Within Me

I see my life through The generations ahead Some growing old Some already dead My mother and I are twins But years separate certain features I remain a learner She remains the teacher My Grandma is seventy-ish Yet looks very old Her health is poor But her love is bold Great Auntie "G" Open heart surgery for her At ninety one years old Her spirit is her cure Great Aunt Loretta Sits pretty at eighty seven There's nothing to stop her She not ready for heaven Auntie Pam A true blonde to the core Has done everything possible Yet, she always finds more Aunt Valerie Basks in the tormenting sun She is starting to show some gray now Aging has begun Aunt Margie With her beautiful brown hair Will live with us soon So we all may care... For the generations that have cared for us. Our women live long We protect our men God will take us in time We prey for love until then. We fear not dying Just who we leave behind Knowing we've done all we could Being forever gracious and kind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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