Category: Time
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Dreaming in My Daughter’s Upstairs Bedroom
Last night, I walked old streets once vibrant I stood looking in abandoned factory windows saw faces dripping sweat and laughter a Cadillac slowly turned the corner windows down, no one inside it turned down an alley and was gone I looked back and the street was remade with shops and row houses folks walked…
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Reading Mark Fitzgerald while sitting in the park
When we were young we tried to live in the now When we tried to understand now became then and no return allowed 2-10-20
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The Gleaning
This morning I heard ….I heard a friend A friend got his miracle …..His miracle a lung A lung from someone …..Someone with a family A family who loved and prayed …..Prayed for a miracle A miracle of more time …..Time to love just a bit Just a bit more time …..Time to love just…
My husband's poetry 