Showing posts with label sad birthdays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sad birthdays. Show all posts

Thursday, April 14, 2011

from the Sad Birthdays file

[image from deviantart.com]

One of the
saddest things
Wild Woman
has ever seen
is a roomful of geriatrics,
singing "Happy Birthday"
to a thirty year old
young man,
curly-haired and handsome,
suffering from MS,
and living among
the elderly,
in a nursing home.
He died soon after,
from choking to death
in his sleep.

Many years later,
Wild Woman
still
remembers him,
her cheery
(and thoughtless)
"How's it going?"
and his wry smile,
as he replied,
"It could
get worse."