Mother no more she needs you like she never did before

The crem crew.
Black glam in cloud-cluttered sun.
A small red eyed clutch.
Shadowing death;
The grief crew.
The man in the black cap.
Read English and Hebrew.
In this cal de sac of last days
Lies a dinner party worthy of you.
Writers blank skulled next to dead wits.
That was your strong point - wasn't it?
Words, 'analytical intelligence' and looks.
That and the daughter you leave behind.
Raven haired.
Backbone bound in vulnerability.
If you can see her - look after her.
The vultures are circling in the valley of death.
Talk of ebay and bank accounts.
She sees your last look before you melted away.
Your final recognition of the end.
She needs you now.
She did you proud.
You owe it to her.
The sandwiches were good.
The tea served in real china.
Everyone looked good.
Quiet respect sat on the edge of the sofa.
Softened the napkin edge.
Sweetened cakes and salted gefilte fish.
She did this for you.
She needs you.