In Memory of Kay Borth
Kay passed away last night
The neighbor on the hill
Gone is her cheerful light
Her gleeful overspill;
I hear her accent in my head
Her opinions stated strong
Confirming what I weakly said,
“David, you’re not wrong! ”
“You’re right, ” she said with certainty,
Condemning all my foes,
Her eyes were bright
She still had fight
Despite her many woes.
But her systems failed
One by one
She fell and hit her head,
She lay in bed
With shallow breath
Until the end had come.
Life is a habit, we persevere
We struggle to persist;
We sense the end with growing fear,
It’s not Heaven we resist.
Gone is the life that dispelled all doubts
A friend past her demise,
Whose voice I hear as if shouted out,
Strong and clear and wise.
I saw the joy light in her eyes
As I sang a German song
She sang along to my surprise
Her whispered voice still strong.
“Du, du liegst mir im Herzen
Du, du liegst mir im Sinn
Du du, machst mir viel Schmerzen,
Weist nicht wie gut ist dir bin.
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