Category: grief
Is it worth it?
I wonder ... to yell when a kid spills milk to yell when a kid does not go to bed on time to yell when a kid talks back to yell when a kid does not follow rules when in a wink, the kid could be playing hide and seek with life, never to be … Continue reading Is it worth it?
If only, poem
If only, I had taken a minute longer to wish you good morning If only, I had held your hand when you reached out If only, I had seen the yearning in your eyes If only, I had taken the day off from work to be at your bedside If only, If only, If only … Continue reading If only, poem
Grief
We have instated a new day in our home. Thursdays are '1 bag of trash from the garage', day. After lunch, I slipped into the garage, put on my gloves and started going through the boxes. The first and second boxes were filled with CDs and DVDs (yes, I know I am old), so I … Continue reading Grief
An ode to my best friend
You were my best friend Your smile was kind Your love was pure I think about you everyday Every second of every minute Life was not fair to you But who can understand the ways of the Universe? I think of you in everything I do. You came in like a breath of fresh air … Continue reading An ode to my best friend
Night blooming Cereus
I picked an object that witnessed 9/11 (I chose St. Patrick's Cathedral) and described 9/11 from its perspective. I am one hundred and forty years old, born in 1878, and built from wood, nails, and love. The workers hammered all day, wiping their sweaty foreheads, and I took their energy and grew on it. I … Continue reading Night blooming Cereus
