Answer True
My lady asks
Have any fairy wings?
My lady asks
For the most strangest of things
How is your breathing?
Have you any pain?
My lady makes such inquiries
Again and again and again
My lady walks
Toward sunrises and sunsets
My lady talks
About lost causes and yesterday’s sure bets
Have you made your plans?
Have you made your peace with goodbye?
My lady bravely faces a future
When it will be her turn to let herself cry
My lady asks
Have you any fairy wings?
My lady asks
For the most wondrous of things
How are you?
How are things going?
My lady shares her heart
With a love that’s flowing and flowing and flowing
Posted on June 10, 2017, in Poem and tagged brave, breathing, childhood, death and dying, fairy wings, final arrangements, future-looking, generosity, goodbye, lost causes, love, nursing, pain, sunrise, sunset, sure bet, truth, walking toward, wings, wonder. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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