She Died Peacefully
Hester P Goldman was a loving woman, a friendly, good-looking, happy to please-you-woman.
The kind of woman you would take on vacation, and let sit in the car.
Having grown up in a loving home, she could not understand why a child would run away from their home.
The kind of woman you would like to read a book to.
Could not visualize how world has changed. She had stayed inside for years, had groceries delivered.
The kind of woman you never saw garden.
Hester P. Godman did not watch the news as it terrified her She refused to look at a newspaper.
The kind of woman who could remain optimistic.
She died in her sleep yesterday, peacefully, happily, not knowing how crazy America is now.
Not caring.
Not one whit.
Believing Eisenhower was still president.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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