It never ends – as long as we’re alive
events occur, good, bad, and interesting.
A colleague 10 years over 65
fell yesterday. And that makes everything
we planned to do be tentative, unsure.
We think the cause was fainting after wine
and crashing to her tiled kitchen floor.
Now we await the diagnostic line.
Already she’d diminished at recall.
The dreaded “A” was added to her chart.
But now that she’s sustained this bloody fall,
and though we think she has a healthy heart,
she’ll probably be stuck here till her death.
It never ends, as long as we draw breath.