By RAHN ADAMS
The worst part of getting old / isn’t the brokenness / of our bodies or minds; / it’s those bonds that break one by one.
Roxanna knew she was dying, / and she wanted this — / no, not death — / a laid-back image of herself taking life easy.
Ain’t nothing easy about it, / you know, from start to finish; / it’s a struggle / to find distractions from the hardest truth.
Roxanna had seen an image / of a girl playing on the beach, / and she hoped that vision / of herself would calm our fears.
We could see her sitting there / at ease and in no pain, / and imagine her again / when our promises remained unbroken.