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Dreams
Some days my imagination runs away with me. To places beyond the horizon, with skies of magenta and rose. The valley is deep with sweet bushes and fruit on every one, a vibrant basket of delight. The animals are wild, But approach at the sound my voice A warm blanket of feathers and fur The…
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Rhinovirus
They come together On a whisper of air Bourne on a breeze, At first, just a pair Together they seek For life and prosperity Ever looking to add Life to their cellulairity A virus knows but one thing And that thing is to be To spread and invade From sea to shining sea They will…
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A painful reminder
So I’ve become conversant with what an ear infection feels like, again. I mean, I was pretty sure I remembered it hurting a lot, but I was good without repeating the memory of bones breaking in my head. Looking back, it’s been almost 25 years since the last time my ear drum ruptured. I was…
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Simple life
Another day In another town Simple life Can’t get him down He walks around Assays the land Does his work With his own hand Smiles at the sun Across the field Waiting for The summer’s yeild A simple time And simple place Pride in a day’s work You can’t replace I look at my day…
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Perspective
Oh this was a long day! Encrusted with germs, donated by my generous children, I struggled to drink my coffeee and keep it down while working and sanitizing my hands and all surfaces with alcohol I made it, somehow, but the nausea rolled all day- like the good times, but less enjoyable. And somehow, my…
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Perpetual motion machine
Small children are perpetual motion machines Driven by the energy they suck out of their parents Their rambunctiousness Inversely proportionate To the state of their parent’s patience Fueled by mischief and sugar They run rampage in a constant stream of noise Sprinkling toys and destruction In their wake Small and mighty They rule the roost…
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Pink eye and cute germ factories
This winter has been brutal. Once again, I’ve decided my day off could best be spent with a virus. I’m not sure which one it is this time, they all look the same in the way they attack. Runny nose, sneeze, sore throat, and general malaise. But the super-special part of this was waking up…
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Family Sunday
I spent today working on the idea of being present. I hear a lot about it lately, “being present” The idea that you need to really experience your life. On the surface, this sounds remarkably dumb. Like, you’re immersed in your life, how the heck can you be present more than just being there? But…