Update the day after surgery: I may be a bit green from the meds, but my kids are bringing me tea and tucking my blankets tighter. I’m managing to keep down simple foods. Thanks for all the good wishes, friends. Life is good. Hope you have a magical week!
When the anesthesia mask is tightened,
I won’t think of scalpels.
No, sir.
I’ll remember the way wildflowers dance,
humming with honeybees.
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daydreams of flying,
white wings, soaring, gliding
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As leaves drop
and flowers fade,
summer lingers in
memories made.
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Looking long
at another’s days —
so different,
and free.
But is the other
discontented —
looking with longing
at me?
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reminded of my size
by a nearby butterfly,
trying to blend
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summer scents —
sunscreen, seashores, soft serve
and bursting blooms
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Pausing to puzzle
as summer slides into autumn
like a melted popsicle —
where do the days
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Texture of stone,
leaf and stem —
each vivid color,
a priceless gem.
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a friend by your side,
a chat, a smile, a shoulder,
sipping and sharing
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believe that
music, beauty and peace heal
and it does
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A butterfly
lands beside my bench,
so trusting.
Why do I
feel a sudden need
for dusting?
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