Mark Springer Poet Rhyme

She won't need those any more

She won't need those sun hats with the ribbon tied
When people complemented, she smiled wide.
Empty those cubbyholes with elegant shoes
She won't walk with them down Fifth Avenue.

We won't need her walker any more
We can dispose of her eyedrops at the drugstore
They will take the heart pills too
And the cancer drug that let life renew

Can't reuse those cutting-edge hearing aids
All those home care bills have to be paid.
Sell the recliner that helped with her spine
Because she's passed the end of the line.

Scrap her glasses and those diapers too
All those articles she wrote, who'll read them - you?
Shred the Emblem card and her driver's ID
Who needs a mundane memory?

Don't load for her the serenade podcast that's new
Now your article editing is all up to you
The sight of the stair lift hits you in your heart
How did all this help ultimately fall apart?

Won't need the Comfort Pack with morphine 
They'll come to pick it up on Friday thirteen.
No more pain for her, they say its release
They say she's with dad, and both are at peace.

I just can't wipe the slate clean
I can't dispose of a memory like I can a dream
There once was a world, and now it's gone
But an echoing sadness lingers on and  on.

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