April 11, 2019
My bucket list
for most of my life
was to be the best mother
and nurse I could be.
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I can’t remember when,
but I remember the words,
of my daughter,
not too many years ago
spoke up about
carrying on with family traditions.
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She spoke up
very matter of fact and clearly:
“The only traditions in our family
was that Mother worked.
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That festered in my mind.
There is no way to go back,
to create the family memories
she didn’t have, but missed.
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As I will write about my bucket list
from this day on,
the two things on my bucket list
as I got older … like fifty,
were to see Paris and the Eiffel Tower
and
Holland at tulip time.
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There will be in the future
a few for me
with old friends
here in Maine …
maybe the family’ll join me
for some of them.
.
I have also forsaken
those treasured friends
from far away places.
… they are important to me
to see once again.
We’ll talk thru the day
and into the night.
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My bucket list
for the rest of my life
is to be the best mother,
to my daughter and son,,
and grand-mother,
and to create memories
of “I remember when
my Mother and I …”
A note 7/22/2022 … Alas, my heart is broken, Stacey died last August 10,2021,’
she being the one who got me thinking about this bucket list. RIP, darling daughter,
as I continue on trying my best to share memories of you as I create new memories
in your honor.
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PoP Up Poets on Zoom
young dancing girls
in swirling silk skirts
limber ~ graceful
incoming tide ripples
inspires pirouettes
7/30/2021 .. sbs
I know
the heat here
is not as debilitating
as it is elsewhere,
but I am literally
ill from the heat
and humidity.
.
It was
damp, foggy
when we drove
to Southwest Harbor
to paint at someone’s
house… an indoor day.
Suddenly the sun
came out when
we were
expecting
rain !
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So
the rest
of the day
was spent with
ice packs and trying
to settle my stomach.
As the heat continues
stay hydrated everyone
and check on your neighbors.
There was a man who
left his infant twims
and older children
in a locked car
..windows up
.. …keep an
eye out for
kids/pets
in cars
alone.
The house we went to (gray house)
and the house next door. There is a
church in the next block that at noon
had five or ten minutes of the church
bell ringing. Awesome.
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