Cassandra’s Curse

Blank Verse By LindaAnn LoSchiavo

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A tot, still inside a carriage, I
Unwittingly observed a sudden death.
In babytalk, I tried explaining: truck,
Boom, bye-bye. Pointing to my doll, I screamed,
“Girl broke.” My mother laughed, insisting, “No.”
A toddler, fanning grandpa, sickly pale,
I pray while holding his hand, beloved man
I spend each day with who, unlike my Dad,
Enjoys my company. When he goes limp,
Adults escort me out. “Gran needs me now!”