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Thinking of Mom on her 96th birthday
~ August 9, 1922 ~
Watching My Dog Die
She was fine.
Okay, a bit lame,
but her old fiesty self . . .  more
Last Bite
As has been our long time tradition
I leave the last bite for you.
As I finish a meal I look for you . . . more
Dog Hair
If you visited my house 
you could never leave 
without dog hair . . . more
Lilacs
There's nothing new about
being drunk on fragrance,
but I wonder,
as I stand beneath
the heavy lilac blossoms . . . more
Windows
When I was little
driving home with my parents
I loved to look in yellow-lit windows, more
Smokey
I am three.
I was spanked for some reason
so I crawl into the dog bed
with Smokey, more
Eclipse
My dear friend called. She said, “We drove to Idaho for the eclipse. We camped. It was the most amazing thing. more
I Wake Up Pleading
I wake up pleading
calm down, we are one. more
We Go for a Sunday Drive
We go for a Sunday drive which I hate
Why don’t we DO something I whine more
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