Ready or Not Change calls out to us: “Ready or not here I come!” Wait! I respond; I am not ready. But whether we are ready or not is actually of no concern to her. She was just stating a fact, not asking a question. Either way she is coming and we must embrace...
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Possibilities There are so many ways This could go What it might become I have to wonder Which path will be taken Either way I know There will be consequences You do not seem to mind Neither do I But I do not believe That all choices are equal I suppose We will know...
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Summer is Almost Over It is not the calendar which alerts me that summer is almost over; nor has an anxious neighbor put out an autumn display of scarecrows, bales of hay, and deep orange pumpkins; I do not think they would dare quite yet. Rather it is the laughing children on bicycles, the...
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I Miss You I miss the laughter. I miss the sound of the children running down the hall and jumping into the pool. I miss the serving dishes being utilized and the vases filled with flowers. I miss anticipating your arrival. I miss adorning the teacart with berries and delicacies, which I think you...
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Happy Thoughts I miss being okay. Do you remember when we were okay? One moment we were fine, I would not say we were outstanding or even content really, but we were all okay, yes, at the very least we were okay; now suddenly none of us are even okay. The world no longer...
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Pandemic Dare I say the word? It still seems surreal. But here we are, in the middle of a pandemic. Some horrible virus has spread throughout world; now whether we want to admit it or not, our lives have been redefined. This day should be about something else. We should all be snapping...
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Is Someone Holding Our Place The world has gone to sleep Or at least to take a nap Do you question What it all means And When will it wake up again The streets are empty Shops closed And Where we gathered darkened Will life stir again If so When For the...
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Be Found Will there be another lost generation A different type perhaps But lost never-the-less I know you have already heard it Will this generation step up And be counted on Or fade into the background Never to be heard from In any meaningful way Not much has yet been asked of you But...
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The Last Time The last time comes more often Than we would like Especially as we get older Rarely is there any advanced warning That this will be the last time And that we should memorialize the moment Living in a world of check lists It is business as usual We do not stop...
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Fragility Life is housed In the most fragile of vessels Try as we might Our lives are lived Barely holding on To the very tip Of that branch Which is supposed To secure our world We are exposed to the elements Mercilessly battered and beaten Sheltered in a papery shell Which we...
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