POETRY CORNER: QUESTIONS

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Sunday, April 30, 2000

My daughter had an 18-month-old son, and her friend had an 18-month-old daughter. On an auto trip, the little girl died of carbon monoxide poisoning. My daughter is a highly volatile person, and she became hysterical. When we got her quieted enough to go and see her friend, the friend asked me to sing at the baby's funeral. My husband told me that I was letting myself in for a huge heartache, and I would regret singing. He said I was being foolish. But I did sing, dffficult as it was to do. I have never regretted it, although the memory of that baby stiH hurts.

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