The Long Goodbye

We’re spending time this weekend getting my mother situated in a long term care facility. It’s the best of several we spent time checking out and not far from our house so we can visit often. As many of you know, it’s a draining experience. You want the best for them in this time, and you hope you’re doing the right thing.

Harriet and I are home for a few hours now before we return late this afternoon. It gave me time to finish writing a poem I started some time ago.

The Long Goodbye

A mystery even Chandler’s Marlowe

Couldn’t solve

With no reason or rhyme

A crime of the mind

Someone taken from you

But still there

The soft silken hair

The same beautiful smile

But an empty stare