joysea died
her things were
stacked in neat piles
truckloads driven east by
grieving daughters
contained her life
her treasures
things that she had created
with such a generous joy

joysea died
cancer ravaged her brain
her lung
her breast
moved in, took over
ate away at the core of her
until stuffed, it won

joysea died
remnants of her
laid in piles today
in an almost emptied
garage
her living room
sectioned off
divided into who
wants to take what
to clear out a home
to sell to strangers

living things
and their containers
ended up in my pile
plants and quirky things
that sat in her yard and garden
funny plants on odd stands
solar tiki lamps that blink and flicker

a part of joysea has come back
to my house now
memory of her laughter
sings in my ears
we can finally have a garden party
at midnite
joysea
your tiki lamps
will light the way