Tuesday, October 28, 2008


It’s difficult to get a wink of rest
after witnessing a piece of Kingsford’s best
that ere the valiant firemen could smother
was the person you remember as your mother—

too toasted to be woken by the flame
she finally found the peace she longed to claim
and now that she is free of her despair
perhaps I can maneuver my own share.


Shirley said...


Mere words alone
will never do
I shed a thousand
tears for you
Be strong, my friend
as teardrops land
In my heart of hearts
I hold your hand.

rch said...

thanks :(