I should be baking cake
or inflating black balloons
or making dinner plans
but there’s nothing to celebrate
that’s live
so I’ll give you this moment
of my should be doings
instead of this intolerable is.
I should be baking cake
or inflating black balloons
or making dinner plans
but there’s nothing to celebrate
that’s live
so I’ll give you this moment
of my should be doings
instead of this intolerable is.
all you youngsters ever do is complain…
Ah, you misunderstand. Today would have been my sister’s 50th birthday.
so sorry, Susan – please excuse my misplaced humor
No problem, Paul.
I’m sorry for your loss. Thanks for this memorial poem. I’m glad to see you writing.
Thanks, Alice.
🙂
Me too Susan. I wish you a peaceful week. 🙂
Thank you.