Amita lived alone <br />walked the hills <br />for years <br />loved the dogs <br />remembered all their names <br /> <br />Amita leaned, <br />like the tower of Pisa <br />wore long sleeves <br />and braces <br />parted his thin hair, carefully <br /> <br />Amita spoke <br />eloquently <br />pedantically <br />articulating the names <br />of all the roads for miles around <br /> <br />Amita died alone. <br />'Topped himself, ' <br />the locals said. <br />'Refused the chemo. <br />Can't really blame him? '<br /><br />Alison Cassidy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remembering-amita/
