Last Day

In the evening of my Father’s last day I fed him peas and carrots He didn’t like the chocolate Ensure I sang ” Just a closer walk with thee” and Mary hugged him. Then some people we didn’t know showed up, and he led an animated talk about their athletic daughter after which he tired and we left him to sleep Then at 2 am we got the call and sister Mary and I, took that first time ever last drive, for which...

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Barely day

Barely day I open one eye, and see her in the dark, gliding over to the dresser, the closet, one last time, and then out the door, off to work. ​ Small, slender, she moves through the room and my grateful heart

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Conscious homework

You might not know when you think of me that, sorting laundry I make two piles one for the dresser and one for the closet That I’m not much of a cook but do scrub pots and tools, fill and empty the dishwasher You may not know that I take out trash make our bed feed the finicky cats and add gas to the car There may seem to be nothing special in these acts ​ But I am grateful to be with all of you as we do...

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Miracle

Everywhere that you went today there was a sort of miracle. I suppose you missed it (most people do) It had trillions of cells, seventy-eight organs and forty-six miles of nerves, carrying messages at 170 mph. Without thinking about it it could breathe, pump blood, process lunch and make cells while the sun shone. It could feel, think, remember, speak, read, write, and respond. It could probably reach out and touch, feel the heat, It...

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