
My brother has covid
He’s ok, I just talked with him.
He’s taking some drug
that tastes like metal
( Is this a good Idea?)
My friend, (under maximum surveillance)
With advanced dementia
Is turning 80 in June.
(He has said he didn’t want to live past 80)
His sister, Lois
Has sent out a plea,
Asking his friends
To psychically let him know
That it’s ok to go on.
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First light finds me walking
Around the ponds…..
( Water is so helpful)
A morning dove, a rabbit …
five goslings making their way to the shore.
But it’s the illuminous osprey
Diving into the cold water
That becomes my wish for Gary
That kind of freedom, that kind of air
A victory, a flight, a fish.
( I’ll meet you there)