She showed up on the Fourth of July,
It was a barbecue at my daughter’s house
and from the moment of introduction,
Carol’s sweetness and open heart drew me in
Carol had lived a life of adventure; she
served her country and
she had stories to tell-
Fiercely independent, despite
being an amputee. She knew
how to be a friend, how to
swap stories like many of her
generation and all the generations
before knew how to do
Carol rented a room in my
daughter’s house
She lived a quiet life and
read constantly-Her room
was lined with books
Carol was genuine, plain spoken
and wise
Carol mattered, she was a sweet,
kind human being and
she will be missed
They are having a memorial for Carol
on Saturday
I am going to take brownies,
because people need chocolate
when they are sad
Carol and I once had that
conversation, so I know
she would appreciate the gesture-
Good-bye, Carol!
I won’t soon forget your laughter
or your smile-I bet that there are books
and chocolate in your Heaven!
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