LOST AND FOUND
I miss my mind. I miss my firm, former body that didn’t hang down, jiggle, wiggle or rebel against me at every turn. I miss one of my breasts. I miss good posture. I miss a day of shopping without … Continue reading
Category Archives: Poem
WRECK AND RUIN
Between age and chronic illness And keeping pain away My body is ashamed It’s betrayed me in all ways. Everyday it’s something I thank God that I’m not twins. Where is the old me, I muse, Hidden in my … Continue reading
LIFE IS TIME
The clock is non-judgmental It doesn’t care at all. No thought it gives to me As it stands within the hall. The gold watch on my wrist The alarm clock by the bed, What care they for misery Or … Continue reading
THE PHOENIX IN MY SOUL
There’s a Phoenix deep within me It lives within my soul, I’m not certain how I know this But it’s there, to make me whole. When the torments of this body, Become too much to bear, I’m enveloped by … Continue reading
CUT SHORT
There I was just living my life, And a lightning bolt fell from the sky. My life once so directed, fulfilled, Now was completely awry. The kids needed money for college, My husband went back to school, too; While … Continue reading
LIFE’S PUZZLE
My life lies scattered about me Puzzle pieces all about No jigsaw did this, it happened When my life was in route. Each day I awake with pain, Do you, too? It may not be a comfort … Continue reading
A VISIT WITH GRIEF
Let me begin today’s blog with a poem I have shared with you previously but feel it is currently appropriate and perhaps unread by many who will identify with it. YOU AND I I know you are hurting, I understand, … Continue reading
KISS TODAY GOODBYE
One of Broadway’s longest running musicals A Chorus Line had this wonderful song called What I Did for Love. For some reason it has been running around inside my head all day. I guess it’s because I wanted to share … Continue reading
THE BIRTHDAY BOOK
There is always something about the first part of every year that makes us think of our age and aging in general. My granddaughter had a birthday this month, my husband has one coming up in January and each of … Continue reading
THE LEANING TREE
I was once a sapling No, I didn’t say a sap; Brightly new, tender and green Like a gift without it’s wrap. Straight and true all day Leaning toward the sun Always back to upright, When each day was done. … Continue reading
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