Minutes tick by,
Lonlieness not for down hearted,
Cold winters come to roost,
Iowa’s luck warm,hot poets in love,
Not gonna happen again,
Even turned on air,
I remembered two fourteen,
Two thirteen mom put on new room,
Mom was pleased dad was gone,
Roofers flattened our tomatoes,
We finally had central air,
Mom wanted that so very much,
Diana Dudley of Granbury,Texas didn’t care,
Gaslight mom since 2011,
And those horrid annual visists,
Fall 2014,we get central air Octorber Diana shoved her fist in moms face scteams ‘You have NO RIGHT TO HAVE DOORS THAT LOCK,you have NOTHING OF VALUE!!’
Night after Father Joe came to the house and we were going to change power of attorney. Ten times a day Diana made mom cry!
That’s ingraved in my heart!
Mom would say! How many times a day do I have to say ‘No I’m not moving to Texas’, doesn’t she know shes not my mom!!!!
No fire at eight pm at 405 2nd street n.e. ave but by ten pm and white SUV was seen leaving the house.
Only one smoke alarm one in the basement went off at 1003 pm.
Not one at the one of stairs, or in moms bedroom or den or accross from stairway.
Funny memories flood back to you first time the central air is on,
Never use it again,
More things now cling to that switch,
Getting to using,
Hand in had with loss,
I feel like my battered,
Heart tied has drifted away,
Squirrel Kite soaring out of sight