Mary
by: Kat A. Fonell
I did this poem after my cousin Mary passed away
Cancer took over your body in a short amount of time
It was in your blood and nothing could be done
I just don't think I could go to another funeral, and here that bell chime
I knew the day of your death was to come.
You were just in your 40s that Monday night
When God came to your door
God took you from your husband, Glenn, and your two kids, Nick and Alex, that wasn't right
Now up to heaven you sore.
It was midnight when we got the call from Jimmy, your brother
He called to tell us you passed away
I feel so bad for your dad and mother
So many siblings and relatives will miss you every day.
So on Monday, out came the moon
And Mary, and that's when God took you to soon