marie died on tuesday.
i heard she had a fall on her
way to the bathroom, even
the first floor heard her body slam.
she ordered a scoop of vanilla
and a scoop of chocolate
with extra whipped cream.
she loved chocolate bars but
couldnt eat them anymore.
her husband died a few years ago,
his name was elmer.
she knit him sweaters between meals
and he’d wear them when the
air conditioner turned on.
Thursday, October 9, 2025
poemtober day 8- elderly
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