a friend is dying,

only half my age

married, two lovely 

young children,

cancer and there’s 

nothing to be done,  

despair anger hurt

sorrow circle like

desert vultures

for slim pickings,

soon we will talk, 

few get the chance

to carefully pack 

their life away, to

curate a tidy end,

some say it’s lucky

how crass is that

 

© Graham R Sherwood 08/26