If you hadn’t died in March, you would’ve turned 65 today.
Life hasn’t been as good since you passed away.
Everybody who knew you, knew that you were nice.
But I took things for granted and now I’m paying the price.
I thought you’d live for another ten to fifteen years.
It’s been tough to accept that you’re no longer here.
If you had survived, I was going to take care of you.
I didn’t know what I had until I lost it and that is true.
When you celebrated your birthday last year, you were alive and well.
I didn’t know how sick you would become, I was unable to tell.
Seeing you suffer during your last days made my heart break.
Even though you’re dead, I still bought you a Birthday cake.
I promised that I’d buy you a cake this year and I’m a man of my word.
God is much happier now because you’re with him, believe me that’s assured.

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    Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013. (I wrote this poem in 2013.)

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