ANNIE’S GONE AWAY
Annie Grondin’s gone away,
By this morning’s light…
There’s not much that we can say
But a fond goodnight.
Suffered with cancer did she long,
Her family rallied ’round…
Glad to see them in her final days
For they couldn’t always be found.
Her voice reminded me of folk,
My South Street relatives’ clan…
Her shaky twang spoke of home
In southern New England.
As a neighbor she was fine
‘Though she smoked like a chimney pot…
It seems to have gotten her in the end,
A case of lung cancer rot.