Category Archives: Family

Is It Too Soon?

Is it too soon to put my nightclothes on,at 2 p.m. on Sunday afternoon?It’s light outside but all my vigor’s gone.Is it too soon? My stamina is low enough to swoon.I’ve wrangled stimulated kids since dawn.We danced around like we … Continue reading →

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Sorry for Your Loss

I’m sorry for your loss, my sister-friend.Although there wasn’t likelihood you’d getmaternal love and nurture, still, her endeliminates the chance that she’d regrether failure, and employ this time in tenderlate expression. Please don’t be upsettoo much – she suffered punishment … Continue reading →

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Vehemention

Her argument was vehement and fast –abrupt and cold refusal to abetmy statement there’s a difference (nothing vast)in quality of parents siblings get.Maintaining that her sister knew the sameattention, action, discipline she had,for they were close in age (two years), … Continue reading →

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Wisdom Discount

I gave up cannabis a while ago.I had to stop all smoking, and what’s more,the high was unreliable. I knowsome other ways to take it in, but vapeinduced a cough, and gummies didn’t showa benefit I could appreciate.My wisdom discount … Continue reading →

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You’re Always Tired

You’re always tired now. We understand.You’re nearly 98, and what’s requiredis rest, although that isn’t what you planned.You’re always tired. We wish these slowing changes had inspiredsome thoughtfulness, a little self-command,but you’d as soon return to feeling wired. So you … Continue reading →

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Geriatric Insomnia

If I were you I wouldn’t fret so much –I’d never let insomnia affectmy attitude. I’d try to get in touchwith rest by inspiration. I’d expectto soothe with meditation, breath and such.I wouldn’t toss until my sheets were wrecked,or seek … Continue reading →

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Parsimony

The dowager becomes more miserlywith every year that’s passed. Although her wealthincreases from compound longevity,and she sustains most limb and organ health,her gift for giving dims more than her sight;her spending’s lost more volume than her ears.For holidays she writes … Continue reading →

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Snicks

We made the cookies early Saturday.Participants were two years old and six.They measured solids carefully the waywe read, while I creamed sugar with the sticksof butter, to the texture of wet clay.Our bowl soon held a yummy perfect mixwe rolled … Continue reading →

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Disclosive

Disclosive is my preference, but I tryto filter speech so it won’t seem unkind.I’m never like my mother, whose replyis often what looms loudest in her mind.I’d rather not keep secrets or be sly –to tell the truth I’ll always … Continue reading →

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Wistful

Two days with kids I love and then I leftas scheduled, and I should feel relief.But my emotion’s something like bereft,though I can’t call it any kind of grief.My heart is whole. I don’t detect a cleftand I want time … Continue reading →

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