Betty’s dead
for quite some time now
but it’s still her birthday
so wish her well.
Less and less of those who live
can remember Betty.
Her only grandchild gay
and unlikely to spawn
any more of her line,
her legacy diminishes.
Concretely,
there is little left
that tethers my aunt
to the world.
I don’t even know
where’s she’s buried.
I think of her, though
and still love her
a little.
Happy birthday, Betty.
I hope you’re happy now.