POEM: Moving Mom

Moving Mom

By Jim Keyworth

(On the occasion of moving mom to a nearby new cemetery 10 years after her death.)

We did the deed

We dug up mom

Then buried her

Again

We did it once

Ten years ago

But that was

Way back when

Nowadays

It's no bid deal

To yank her

Out the ground

And move her

To a better

Place that's just

The corner round

You might think

It would be best

To just let

Dead mom's lie

Tempting fate

Was not my choice

Though I didn't

Question why

And when you

Think about it

It makes a

Sort of sense

To let her

Steal a whiff of

Air -- although

In the past tense

A decade

In the darkness

Has been brought

To an end

And now it's done
She's in the crypt

She's laid to rest

Again