Goodbye My Nina

her body is vacant
a thin layer of flesh keeps the bones warm
this contorted figure is not one I recognize
this is not her anymore
gone is the root of the cherry blossom
or the ledge before the precipice
she is elsewhere
but her eyes, those eyes still dark and breathing
through those dark, glassy windows
a beautiful soul prepares to make its escape
Godspeed, sweet Nina



For my beautiful aunt, may she go swiftly into the night…
May cancer cures be found…
Charcoal figure drawn when Nina was healthy and much younger.

30 thoughts on “Goodbye My Nina

    • Thank you, Doug.
      Nina is my Godmother. At 81, she has had a wonderful and complete life. The difficult thing is the gene pool – many members on both sides defy their age, in both attitude and appearance. Nina easily passed for 60. She hasn’t suffered long, but she is suffering now. I pray she goes quickly.
      Cancer is a monster – often times robbing the living of their last vestiges of dignity.
      Thank you for your kindness.
      Sorry for the woeful post. My posts of late have been a bit morose, as I’ve been going in many weekends – visiting with her.
      Death is a demon and an angel. The suffering makes it confusing.
      AnnMarie πŸ™‚

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    • Thank you. I wish I didn’t have to write this post. Writing does help and what helps more are the kindnesses bestowed by lovely, fellow bloggers like yourself. Sometimes this gigantic, technical blogosphere, can be small, human and comforting.
      AnnMarie πŸ™‚


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