Death Of A Childhood Poem by Mary Nagy

I'm applauding Mary, this is a lovely write, very moving. I'm so thrilled that Chelsea is going into the Police Force, great profession. Anthony was a Police officer in the Royal Military Police and my son-in-law is a Detective in the Police. Please give her my best wishes and I hope all goes well for her. I'm sure it will and that she will graduate with flying colours. Hope you are all OK. Miss the chats. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

Oh, I completely echo what DJ said. It's wonderful to see you posting Mary - and in such jubilant form! Congratulations to you both. Your pride shines through this lovely piece. t x

Mary it is great to read a new poem by Mary Nagy. As with all of your poems this one is so life affirming. The voice is down-to-Earth humanitarianism and this is a brilliant example of that. I love the way that this is structured allowing the reader plenty of time to take in each line. The language is you Mary. I can't recall anyone else who writes in this manner. There are those who write in a down-to-Earth manner, the most famous being Bukowski, but, thankfully you are not he. This is an illustration of how you draw out your narrative and draw in the reader, like a log fire on a freezing cold night. The theme, as ever, may strike one as something to empathise with, but then they would miss the real beauty of the poem: the universiality that you manage to convey (in this case, accetance) without (so it appears) effort. Great to have you back Mary.