Her girlfriends called her Anna Bobanna;
It made her and everyone laugh,
She was a natural born comedienne
And quite a bit more than that.
She saw her comedy as a form of Service.
Every night on stage she gladdened many hearts
With laughter and lots of happiness that eased their woes,
And made them see that laughter truly healed hearts.
Anna Bobanna may not have been a Catholic Saint,
But she could have been with all the hearts she healed.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)
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