Darlene's Heaven : Death Poetry

Darlene’s Heaven

Darlene no longer needs her hearing aids

No leaning on walkers or canes

She doesn’t require help to the restroom

Nor all the medication for pains

She no longer has the obligation

Of her tired body to attend

She can frequent Heaven’s Diner

And eat her pancake and egg with old friends

She can fish as she desires

(I’m sure Heaven has great spots)

She can play cards with her parents

Whom she has missed a-lot

She can tell her Grandson’s stories

About her time she lived on earth

And recount the history and the changes

She has witnessed since her birth

She can, at last, wrap her arms around Shirley

As a Mother has ached for so long

And in the dimple of Shirley’s smile

Will vanish all that was wrong

She’s no longer suspended as winter

The chore of living taking its toll

She was ready for this new beginning

It’s like springtime for her soul

I know Darlene is content

And she will greet us all again

When we each meet her in Heaven

And our new lives begin.

Sherrie