She said she didn’t feel good.
They said what else is new.
She said this time it’s different.
They said we’ve heard that too.
She said I think I’m dying
They said give us a break.
She said I’m even crying
They said those tears are fake.
She said I think you’ll miss me.
They said you haven’t gone.
She said it’s getting darker.
They said don’t carry on.
She closed her eyes in silence.
They said come on let’s go.
Her form grew cold and rigid
At last they had to know.
She wasn’t just pretending.
The thing she fought was real.
Her story had no ending.
And her life book they could seal.
They said we’ve been so stupid.
Uncaring and unkind.
She tried and tried to show us
But we were just too blind.
And now she’s gone forever.
Who’s going to run this place.
They don’t know which they’ll miss more-
Her efforts or her face.
ljm
Sometimes the wolf really is at the door.