leather interior cadillac in the garage
when she got bored with that
the shiny black lincoln town car
then back to the dom perrignon champagne flavored cadillac
4/3 winter house in florida///she didn’t need that much house
on a big pie shaped lot next to the 17th hole tee box
didn’t play golf but it was prestigious
undoubtedly impressed people when she told them
the inground pool in the backyard that was seldom used
but it was there—it was there
it was there to tell people she had it good
when relatives or friends came down to visit
she had it good for some time
then her health took a turn for the worse
down a bumpy rocky road to someplace she didn’t want to go
she couldn’t see so well
had trouble getting around—had to sell the place
move into a senior condo ‘community’
alright, but albeit a step down
younger old hippie neighbors with their loud music
that they strained to hear - reminded them of woodstock I suppose
she wasn’t too happy living there
eventually went into the care facility
a twin bed jammed in the corner of a smallish poorly lit room
shared with some stranger close to death
who played their t.v. too loud
and I thought all that for this
not a grand way to go out///not at all
the room always contained a pall
soon she did go out deep blue eyes gave it away
well, better than a neighbor many years before I say
dropped dead two days after moving to florida
at least she had some golden years
or at least they were in her mind
