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HER PRIVATE HELL

 

She sat there in her rocking chair,

her vacant stare

disturbing me.

Her memory

so full, before a dread disease

had made thoughts cease.

Thoughts past recall,

as if a wall

had somehow blocked the view inside,

before she died.

Her private hell,

that empty shell.

                                     

4/12/92       Phyllis DeWitt -VanVleck

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