“Lost Dog”

“Lost Dog”

Lost dog signs make me powerful sad.

Barking up the wrong tree.

Finder’s fee.

Lost fleas.

Puppy paws, at last free.

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“Commuted Sentence”

“Commuted Sentence”

Kicked a pebble kinetic,

on my way to work.

It slipped neatly across the asphalt,

and came to a halt at the broken curb.

Mixed among discarded cigarette filters and dead leaves.

Wondered if it would be there,

on my way home.

Maybe, unless a pair of tiny toddler hands discovered it nesting.

Either that, or a forward thinking squirrel.

Marking the Occasion

Marking the Occasion

In our thoughts, in our hearts, always ❤️

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A Knowing Smile to Assure Us All A Knowing Smile to Assure Us All

A funny thing happened today. I realized that a year has slipped away since a great friend of mine departed from this world. I don’t know what to make of that. I really don’t. Is it the fact that it has been a year, or that he resides in a different reality now?

It is strange to come to terms with so many things that happen as we age out of this life. Dreams of our youth that don’t pan out, our bodies succumbing to mortality, and watching those around us slip away a rate that is all too increased. I call this “Adulting,” (something you have to do, but don’t really want to do). Being an adult. Accepting the reality of a situation without the promise of it being okay, or knowing if it ever will be okay again. The kind of situation where you…

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