Birthday Thoughts....Of...Mary Azevedo

Recalling...the voicemail's...anguish ...A daunting message.....of such kind That lingers on in pained reflection.... Residual imagery....plagues the mind Softly sobbing words were spoken ....Trembling murmurs....displayed it all 'I've been diagnosed a terminal illness' ...Tormented still....its troubled call A kind....and caring....soul...was she Cruel the plight life sent her way ...As often happens with the goodly... Seems...undeserving...ones...that stay Compassion was her sacred mantra ....'Tis the eulogy I've heard many give My friend succumbed at fifty-eight.... Desperately wanting...so much...to live March 13th....her 70th...anniversary ....Celebrating...quietly...alone I'll pray Live on she will in precious memory.... As long as breath shall come my way Author's note: Penned,6 March 2017 - Dedicated to: Mary Azevedo - 13 March 1947 - 2 June 2005