May 7, 2020

father of all


Father of day
creator of dew pastures
Sand...toes...warm fizzy drinks
Trips away plus conversations

Father of night
Sadness..pain..goodbyes..

Creator of odd Stuff 
Way things arrive and disappear
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Perhaps it's just age.

Getting older not for sissy's  Forget things, names, People. Drop stuff Yougart, milk, cups. Struggling to adjust to limited or fixed in...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"
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