Maggie
My cousin's husband's died. Nice guy. Her daughter killed
Herself some years ago, up where they used to camp. My
Cousin's tending to two aunts who have dementia. How
Much can one person take? Perhaps she's asking that
Right now. Her son's a strong and cheerful man. I hope
That he will shield her, so she faces nothing more.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck

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Written on 2025-08-27 at 12:58




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