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by Don Matley


by Don Matley

You played her part on a high school stage
In fact so Stoic, you were all the rage
And now you have acted this finale in life
Battling and ever enduring this disease's strife

The cancerous Creon was no match for you
You remissed for years, knew what to do
You lived your life to the fullest extent
Savouring every minute as if heaven sent

You seized the moment and fought the good fight
Enlisting your poetic talents to everyone's delight
Bringing pleasure to many during your silent pain
Just like the heroine's defiant restrain

You never were beaten and never gave up
Confronting Creon as some eager young pup
Now the plays at an end, the stage is left bare
But the legacy of your spirit pervades the air

Your heart and your thoughts are suscribed for all time
We all must pass, must cross death's line
One can go crying and begging, blaming life so unfair
Or celebrate your looking down at Creon with a defiant stare.

(exeunt dramatis personae)

The curtain will rise, the lights go up once more
As you make your entrance at heaven's door,
There you will star as a sublime sensation
And life's audience will give you a standing ovation.


Posted on 09/03/2007
Copyright © 2008 Don Matley


Author's Note: Reen was always the Stoic.

Posted on 05/28/2008
Copyright © 2020 Don Matley

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