In our family

time is measured

by deaths

as well as births.

Not just family

or people we know

But musicians

and actors

Well loved because

we enjoyed

their talents.

My mother

sighed

when Bing Crosby

died.

And I wept

At Johnny Horton’s

death

My daughter cried

when Elvis died

And my son cried

when John Lennon died.

And now it seems

There’s no one left…