| I wrote this one a few minutes after telling my mom of her favorite Aunts death. I didn't know her very well, but during the trip for her funeral, I found I'm very much like her. |
| Mortality sends wake up calls all the time Little things like bumps and bruises are often ignored A quiet alarm clock goes off The snooze is hit And life is continued *** Every once in a while Someone we know will be injured The alarm clock is a little louder It plays for a little longer But again The snooze is hit And life continues *** Then someone loved dies The alarm clock blares Its questioned and pondered We allow the alarm to continue Screaming mortality into the air But again The snooze is hit And life continues *** Morgana - 12/7/02 |