Fifty Years

A dear close friend for fifty years
with a life sentence hanging over her.

Mother of two nephews and a
niece, staunch stalwart supporter of
family and environment, abandoned
by my kinsman, her husband.

He demanded I turn my back
on her but she walked away first
leaving our friendship severed.

At last we reunited in this little
city, resumed our friendship.

We both still hold family as a high
priority, support our younger
generations, children, grandchildren.

Yet our interested do not connect,
her music and environment work,
my writing and reading.

Now her heart falters, stumbles,
changing medications keep failing,
surgery cannot succeed.

She rests for days to gather
energy for longed for activity.

How long does she have left ?

No one can tell.



Fifty Years

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