Mary Contrary's Obituary
Between the covers of a well-worn book,
Hidden away in a private, personal library
Was the old obituary from long, long ago
Of an elderly woman named Mary Contrary.
I found it one day quite by sheer accident
While I was blithely rummaging to and fro,
And I learned that Mary was a real person
Who did enjoy watching her garden grow.
She decorated it with cockleshells and flags
All her neighbors were enthralled by that,
And while reading her rather brief obituary
I wondered where ol’ Mary Contrary was at.
A woman of considerable well-earned fame
Never entirely forgotten because of a rhyme,
I recall reciting a nursery poem about her
Long ago in school, t’was a very long time.
She must’ve hung on with considerable grit,
Year after year until that October day in fall
When her flowers all dried up and blew away,
Mary Contrary gave up the ghost on a chilly day.
Written October 13, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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