His* Disbelief* in* me.

UNTIL the morning he asked me to go

making me, making me, making me

up

he went on and on

about disbelief

and there left a deep red thorn

why be born?

my friends mom lived to 92 today

she boarded the first ship after titanic 

survived the depression, 

two world wars,

the hippie era

birth of elvis, colour television

much much more.

two days before she passed peacefully in her sleep

she was craving some good old buns…

she told her grandson, he baked her some himself,

and brought them to the hospital the day later….

when he mentioned to his father, in the car, driving

back home, after she passed peacefully in her sleep the following morning...

they laughed…they had never seen those buns he dropped off

she probably ate them soo quickly. she knew it was the end

the poor woman who had seen, and survived soo much

probably died from an over dose of Pan White.

what a life!

what a life!