by PW Cooper
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-I just can't believe it / my baby died / I just wish I'd been there oh you know I don't blame you after all what could you have done?
-I know mama.
-He was such a beast of a boy ten pounds two ounces biggest baby I ever heard of god knows he tore me up / he was my baby.
-Is papa alright?
-He doesn't know I told him but he doesn't know / that's what happens when you get old there's not much holding you together I know it might sound cruel but I'm glad in a way I'm glad David was spared all that who was going to take care of him when I'm gone?
-I suppose I would have mama.
-Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean / you know I was always so glad he found you / I never thought you'd last you two I mean he was such a giant man it takes a special kind of woman to be able to live with that / all these women today want to be bigger than their men they should read their bibles more / David was a good boy but god knows he tore me up.
-Mama / I have to go / give my love to papa.
-I'll tell him he won't remember but I'll tell him / I swear I don't know what to do with myself now he's like this.
-You're very brave mama.
-Don't be sarcastic Joanna dear it doesn't suit you.
-I wasn't being
-I'm praying for you you know you need it more now than ever now you're all alone / you poor dear.
-Mama I don't / thank you.
-You're welcome darling / say goodbye for me will you?
-I will.
-I'll miss that boy / god knows he tore me up.