with sweet
words, and bags packed full
of what they'll
need to get along,
we feel a sense of guilt,
but relief
as well.
for now there will be someone
else to help as they
waddle down towards
cemetery road.
and who's to say they won't
like it there?
with new friends
to be acquainted with,
a different set of likewise
old.
with bingo on fridays.
a movie on sunday.
the pastor will stop by and
sing from his hymnal.
there will be visitors too.
starched clean and bright
just for you.
deep into the woods
the building will sit,
a sleeve of stream between
the roads.
there won't be a single room
without a pleasant view.
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