.................won ton soup..................
      broccoli with garlic sauce
                       xie xie

My fear of forever forgotten
My fear of sins remembered

                    Woe is me.

Hope springs eternal
Hope is little light
And the thing with feathers
And the mystic flight

                Well, alright!

Am I going to be remembered?
Would I even want to be?
All my sins Septembered
Beauty Baltic Sea

Keep him to me close
Closely xie xie ni
Bangkok in the rain
In Dublin meant to be

                We Oui.

So I'll slip away
Emptiness
Snowfall shunyata

Thrice I was a father
Like my own papa

Please protect my sons, O Life!
I hope I rest in peace
Ashes to the ocean
Sting and the Police

                   Insh Allah ...

The truth is she forgot me
Painful but still true
My Irish eyes are green
But I'm Carolina blue

The Episcopal churches are quaint
Maybe GMU
A saint is what I ain't
Do wah Diddy do

                  Be true.

Tick tock clock.
Aging
Death approaches

Poems in the night
The rats, the bats
The roaches

Aging
Slowly falling
3 dear deer

Susan Darlene Meek
Can you hear me?
Can you hear?