Copyright Ian Hochberg 2016
I will defy death and live forever.
My neighbor of advanced years and waning days sat in comfort in the rest home as she had already crossed from lucidity to dissembling speech. Heavenly music came from a soothing radio as scented pedals from the memories of a life gone by were strewn around her.
How shattering to see this lovely mother, widow and kind soul flickering as an embered flame failing in evening breezes.
Her only love, gone already several years, builds their heaven’s nest and waits for her to join him again, forever.
This is the way of everything
