Death Calls
The phone rings and I know before I pick up the phone that someone has died. I can just feel it. A guardian angel must tip me off because how else would I know?
My friend George used to like to talk about who died. But not me.
Death hits me at the core.
Especially when it’s someone young.
And when they have small children.
And their life looks unfinished.
And it really hurts when a grandfather has to bury his grandson.
RIP Ryan.
Hugs,
marlene
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