Elena Plotkin Poems

Do not fear old age or death,
Instead fear doctors with cold hands and bad breath.
Do not fear liver spots, wrinkles, and white hair,
Instead fear an impatient and resourceful heir.
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I stand before you like El Cid,
Ready now to battle Covid.
With my trusty steed and sword,
I face both the enemy and the reward.
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'I am lonely' said my one and only,
'Fear not dear heart I am here to stay, '
'I am lonely' lamented my one and only.
'Fear not dear heart I shan't go away.'
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You never made it easy.
But then you never took it easy.
You worked tirelessly your whole life.
Both as a mother and as a wife.
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I remember watching him walk out the door,
I remember saying 'stay some more.'
I remember him turning around and saying this,
'I can't; home is where the heartache is.'
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But alas, here I take my last breath.
Forgive me for not getting up, Mr. Death.
I wish I was a better host,
than you are a guest.
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Tears will well up in the eyes,
Spill over with a blink of surprise.
Travel down the cheek and neck,
And make their way to the chest
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Step Back
Take a breath
Let the world reveal itself.
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Beauty wanted to be a pet groomer her whole life.
She wanted a Groom she could groom so she became the Beast's wife.
One day the pet shaver stopped working and Beauty tried using some candle wax,
Turned out beneath all that hair was a handsome man who wanted to wear a shirt and slacks.
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He saw past the blemishes in me
that others scorned me for,
My outer skin he would not see,
He only saw what was in my heart's core.
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