Judith Lake
4/11/46 – 2/5/12

I could not have asked for a more amazing woman for a mom.

 

 

 


Judy

lived in the back of the grocery store
blonde haired sister
and I’d explore the neighborhood
bathtime in the kitchen
we were poor, no privacy
wished I had a bathroom door

never thought things were fair
but Judy was always there
to ride imaginary horses with me

And my oh my, how time has passed
and memories will
wane and wax like the moon
ain’t it funny how things last
all the letters and photographs are strewn
across the floor

never thought things were fair
but Judy was always there
to ride imaginary horses with me

but we made castles and caves with our sheets
in the big bed that we shared
Judy would wash and I would dry
she’d play piano, tickle the keys
tickle me until I cried
don’t let me cry

for my own good
she would say
she’d rescue me from insanity day to day
she held me down on the sidewalk
kickin and screamin
but saved my mouth from crazy talk

never thought things were fair
but Judy was always there
to ride imaginary horses with me
three years older three years wiser
she could walk before I could talk
and we would ride
into the sunset we ride

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