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On the death of my Grandmother (Free verse) by BEBO
Doctors, Nurses,
Final inspections
No more injections
Thousand mile an hour
Flash recollections
And so
Letting Go
Familys gather
Grieve together
Funeral directors
Sombre efficiency
Book the date
Choose a time
Phone those who were there
Along the line
Cancel the electric
Stop the Pension
Make sure the paper gives
A mension
They collect
The body
Respectfully
Get sandwiches
Ready for after
During which theres
Surprisingly, sometimes
Laughter
"it was right"
"she is free from pain"
"she had cancer"
"She was old"
And yet now for me
There is no-one
To hold
But you are not gone
Not left behind
I am just tucking you in
To sleep in my mind.
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