You have been in my prayers: You have been in my prayers for days and I will continue to bombard Heaven with requests for your peace, comfort and well-being. You are greatly valued here; you've touched so many lives and your poems, believe me, are an inspiration. Take care of yourself and remember: you are in God's hands, the most loving Hands, the very, very best of Hands.
Heartfelt prayers and eternal gratitude.
Where does time go? A senior responds..: Where does time go? A senior responds.
Used to play in the sand box, spades with friends?
I don't play anymore. My mind plays with me. Forgetfulness, seeing things that aren't there, etc.
Used to wear Pampers, underwear?
I wear Depends.
Used to have a school bus waiting, then you have you wait and you pay?
I have Access-A-Ride. Don't pay. Sometimes they're good, other times suck.
Used to wear nametags, jewelry?
I wear a nametag. So I don't forget who I am.
Used to practice ABC's, for the SAT's?
I use an EMT, have a DNR notice next to my bed.
Used to be given everything, then had to work to earn it?
I'm retired. I have an aide that gives everything I ask of her. Helps me get out of bed in the morning, help me when I need to use bathroom, prepares my lunch, etc. You're the best Patricia!
Used to watch Channel 13 and MTV?
I watch PornHub. Since I can't actually do anything anymore, this is the next best thing.
Used to shop at kids world, etc..?
I shop through the AARP website.
What happened to you?
You grew up.
My friend, I don't know anything about you and what you've gone through in your life. For all I know, you may not be around anymore. I just want to tell you, in many respects, it doesn't get any easier as you get older. My mother
used to say 'They call it the Golden Years? Feels more like brass'. Take care.
I enjoy your comments much: I enjoy your comments much too much, sincere... Your bounty of information in shared analysis is always a joy to strip ribbon. And though I don't show it with appropriately timely response, it is always also joyous to hear from you, SSTRANGER
Don't feel bad dude, I've: Don't feel bad dude, I've been working on my first book of lyrics for some time, and I still am unsure of any release in the near future.
Woven with impassioned beauty: Woven with impassioned beauty and spiritual references: a highly charged combination!
I was captivated from start to finish, fine poet.
This has to be one of the: This has to be one of the most deftly crafted poems I've ever read on the subject of ill-fated love and its permanent scars.
You hit the bullseye, most excellent Poet!
Feeling your rage,: Feeling your rage, frustration and dismay over the surreal, demented state of things. Some call this ranting; I call it giving a voice to those who have been silenced.
Kudos for speaking out!
I cheered every line of this: I cheered every line of this refreshingly realistic poem that upends the fairy tales, reaches deep into what truly matters and left me feeling genuinely good and thinking: Yes! This is love!
A keeper.