Mine, Musings

Missing My Mother

And then, somehow, I don’t know why, I tell her everything and cry. She hugs me then, and right away I feel less sad. That’s mother’s way… ~Anonymous, “Mother’s Way,” 1905 Why does it hurt so much when I talk…

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Musings, Poetry

Forget Me Not

I remember,  I used to remember Memories play tricks on my aging mind I make plans for April in December Still forget if there’s no one to remind.   My lengthy to-do list I cannot find Now I write with…

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Musings, Poetry

Cling on

Cling on Cling on to life with all your might, you can. Fear the night no more it will dawn be soon. Don’t let the tears fall down your cheeks again. Do try to resist howling at the moon. “Write…

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