Whispers from.....

 I was born lonely

At sunrise

In 1995

On Summer Solstice

As country folk 

Watched the passing clouds

And surmised

My Ma

God bless her soul

Smiled as soon as I

Opened my baby-blue eyes

And always swore

Halley's Comet flew by

Then cried

Out aloud in joy

As nurses and poor doctors

Jumped 

As my heart monitor suddenly died

I lived loved and fought

But felt crucified inside 

When Deaths slow tide 

Took the only loyal person

By my side

My beloved mother

Tina MacBride

So loneliness crept back in

Its smile 

As wide as a country mile

She left me a note 

You know

Only two words

From my queen

Before they increased her morphine

Be Happy

Was all she left to be seen 

By me

We buried her on Wednesday at

2 pm and a train wreck  hit my car 

On Route 44

Before I could jump out the door

When I crossed over

I looked for her

High and low

Went to the shores of the Red Mist

The Bay of Grief but found no release

So now I sit alone

Like 

When I was born in 95

Treasure life

For when it's over 

It's over

And I still miss mine

I just wish I had more time.........

With my beloved mother 

Tina MacBride

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Copyright John Duffy

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