A Graceful Passing
Aunty is struttin’ in Heaven now
yeah, struttin’
on new legs
new legs
Just like the time before
when she strode the Earth atop umber stilts
back when she danced and swayed
in those sparkling garments of the disco era
she was aglow
she was aglow
and the stars envied her mortal grace
Back when she posed with legs crossed
hand under chin
pivoting her ambling glance
slightly away from the camera
knowing the eyes would be too much
Back before her illness
sucked muscle from bone
rendering her once lithe limbs useless
her earthly home a prison for a joyous and fluid soul
My mother said she struggled little
when her final breaths ordered their ranks
As the last of those breaths past through her lips
it carried with it an “I love you”
that drifted faintly to the ears
of all her love ones