THE HUNTER

(thoughts from Starsky's Mom)

Post Sweet Revenge

Death is the Hunter,

fiendishly laughing with delight,

I am unaware and do not take flight.

Life is filled with much goodness,

but equal is pain.

Now I know of The Hunter,

there is no consolation, What did I gain......

I'll regret when you know that finally he has won,

For who will love you as I have,

my dearest son.

*

Eileen 2001