POEM - She Asked for It

My mother-in-law keeps asking

Wants me to write a poem

A special one

For her when she’s dead

She threatens she won’t leave

Until I show her I’m finished

I think to myself, oh well

It’s your funeral

So I’m writing this poem

An elegy in free verse

So she can die

My dearest mother-in-law, Suzanne

Now I know that you would prefer

For me to rhyme each line just so

But for now the rhymes I will defer

I thought I’d tell you so you understand

I should write about who you were

And what you meant to us

You were always Linda’s mom

Your hair never moved in the wind

Without fail you’d remember to call us

Just after we got into bed

And your life was empty

If there was no Coke in the fridge

You hit your head ice skating

When you were just young

It made you lose all your teeth

And turned your hair white, I was told

You loved your husband Randy

He loved to drive you crazy

When he died you lost your best friend

That drove you the most crazy of all

I’m sure there’s more, or so I’ve heard

But we never really got along

So I wrote what impressed me

Had the good sense to withhold the rest

And if this ends up as intended

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