Gray The angels came to take you home, Right on time and yet, too soon. Didn't they know we weren't done yet? There is still so much to do. Summer cookouts at the lake house, And watching football in the Fall; December, we decorate our tree, And leave it up til Springtime calls. But the …
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Lucky
"You're lucky. At least, you don't have some horrible disease." says the ultrasound tech as she squeezes cold gel on my chest. I smile & nod because it's true. And because this is what people say. What they always say. Well-meaning people who judge the broken book by its unblemished cover. The wave of guilt …
My Whole World
When I close my eyes, I see yousitting in your rocking chair.I climb onto your lap and am regaledwith stories of maidens fair. Sometimes, I still smell the pancakesthat you made each Saturday morn’.I’d sleep at your house the night beforeand always felt so safe and warm. The two of us shared a special bond.I …