FOR LARA

I revelled in your beauty for so very long
Your smile was my happiness
Your frown my anguish
Ah, what a child I was.
But then, as you faded away
Thinner and thinner and thinner
Dead, as Theresa would mourn,
The worst possible death,
I began to bleed for you -
For you had no blood to spare -
And to wish we were both happy
And children once more.
Because then, my love,
Someone could have told you to finish
What was put before you
(Especially the greens)
And you might have eaten
Saving us both.