My Neighbor

avigail

Hanna,my neighbor, next-door lives there no more.

She was taken to a nursing home.

Unfit, to be on her own.

 

She just celebrated 97 the other day.

Some people say:” wow let’s hope for 98, if God May”.

 

Yet other nonchalantly their thoughts convey:

” no surprises today, life and death move on, in their natural way”.

 

 Hanna,my neighbor, next-door lives there no more.

 

 

  • Author: AVIGAIL (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 9th, 2016 08:58
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • willyweed

    we are merely travelers here to this and many worlds nice poem avilgail.ww

    • avigail

      yes multidimensional journeys 🙂 thanks ww

    • BRIAN & ANGELA

      THANKS AVI ~ Words for Thought. It happens all the time ! Seems like it's a natural progression between the cradle and the grave. Some Nursing Homes are like Hell and the inmates would be much better off in GLORY. Others are "Heavenly"and just a waiting room for Glory. It poses the Q are we all living too long ? BAZ my neighbour is no more but Grace his wife soldiers on ~ I cut her grass once a fortnight ! Yours BRIAN

      • avigail

        yes... its a natural thing, yet for the person its here ... then disappear... you are a good earth neighbor 🙂

      • LIGHT WARRIOR

        Nicely done..tears are in my eyes now...

        • avigail

          thank you Pharaoh33
          tears touch my heart
          be well



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