last will and testament…

i told
aunt bea
that
aunt jenny’s son
came to visit her
in the hospital
but
she sent him
away
and
said
he needn’t
return
nor
show up
at her wake
i
expressed
my confusion
since
he’s all
she’s talked
about
for years
although
he’s
rarely
if
ever visited
her
aunt bea
said
it’s
always nice
to have
a travel companion
in life
but
no one
needs
a navigator
when
they’ve
arrived
at
their destination

waking up on the wrong side of heaven…

in recent months
i’ve lost a number
of friends
and
i was wondering
how someone copes
with the loss
of
a life partner
so i broached
the subject
with aunt bea
who said
there comes a day
when we all
wake up alone
familiar sounds
are replaced
by silence
morning meals
are no longer shared
and
sometimes
the meal is replaced
by
warm coffee

and
empty stares
into
moments of yesterday
i still recall
those first days
my movements
through the day
became
repetitive
almost tasteless
but
i’ve found
if one opens
their heart
the beauty that
was
begins
to remind you
of
all
of life’s beauty
and
the glow of lost love
warms each new day