After The Singing

Another card player
Has left us-
Seems the days are
Going, going, gone-
Seems the days
Come and go so fast
And again, we're
Saying, "So long!"

Oh, how she loved
The card games
And friends again
She would meet;
But friends are friends
And cards are cards-
And our friends
The cards had to beat

She was 85 years
When she passed on
And went to the
Heavenly lands;
And I betcha
She's in a room
With lots of friends-
And they're holding
Cards in their hands!

Poetry by Helen Paquin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-02-12 at 13:36

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Sad. We hold onto life like we hold a good hand. But eventually we have to play it. A nice memorial to her Helen.

I do hope she's found her house of cards, amongst friends.