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Ah, tomorrow’s another day.
Grandmothers say that, Moms and Dads too.
To make us feel better,
that the end hasn’t happened
because our foot was in our mouth
or we missed an important event.
It’s true, I found out,
now that I am in the twilight years…
(btw…the sun’s not setting yet !)
After all, Tomorrow is another day.
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A fresh start. New beginning.
Step forward, learn from the past
but don’t look back too long.
Old age isn’t for sissies. I think old age
is for thinking of things to say to make life
seem like it is worth going forward
and it’s not the end of the world when
things don’t work out….
we never know what is around the bend
in the road…tomorrow is another day, for sure.
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Love At Last Sight
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He lived next door
all her growing up
years.
He was the brother
she never had.
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Their homes were always
open to each other,
meals shared,
trips to parks, games
school functions.
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Love.
They didn’t think so !
Off to college, home on breaks.
Each had committed relationships.
But excited to spend time together.
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They each married their
college love.
Had families.
Paths didn’t cross for fifty years.
Life is like that.
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One fall day,
she saw in the paper,
his wife had died…
he still lived nearby !
The visiting hours were that night.
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She quietly entered,
signed the book, left a card.
Then she saw him, standing alone.
Looking adrift, and sad...
near the urn of ashes of his late wife.
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Her heart said, “Don’t leave.” Took a Deep breath.
Walked over and introduced herself.
He said, “I’d have known you anywhere.”
She said, I didn’t realize it,
“I’ve been nearby the whole time.”
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They talked and talked
about caring for sick spouses,
til the spouses passed.
She’d been widowed
a few years before.
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He asked her to wait til
the visiting hours were over
so they could catch up
some more… work, children,
grandchildren for both to tell about.
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The next notice in the paper
was a wedding announcement.
Seven months later, societies rules
be damned…life was short, uncertain.
They’d loved their spouses faithfully.
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The wedding was small,
family…children and grandchildren,
all were there. It was
love at last sight, seen in time
to share til the end of their earthly time.
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This is based on a true story…told to me by my
mother about a friend of hers. They told their families
and friends, that life was short, they had fallen in love,
at last, after all the years had passed.
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