Luggage Poem by Mary-Catherine Wood

Polly arrived at "Heavenly View's" marbled reception
and the white-gowned girl took down her details:
Her address and number.
"...brought any luggage?" enquired the smiling angel.
"Only the things I've left behind;
Regrets for things unsaid, undone...
one son, a husband and a cat...some debts."
"Please, enter here. You're welcome. Here's your key."
Peter arrived at "Heavenly View's" marbled reception
and the white-gowned girl took down his details:
His address and number.
"...brought any luggage?" enquired the smiling angel.
"No, I've come well prepared: I've done no ill;
my will is made; my debts are paid.
Here is my credit card."
"No room is left, I am afraid."