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Poem (my day yesterday)
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Donna from Mo    Posted 03-27-2004 at 04:21:09       [Reply]  [No Email]
copyright March 27, 2004
Donna Wood

I had some good intentions when I woke up, yesterday.
I thought I'd plant some garden (it was such a lovely day).
Laundry needed doing, so I'd work on that, of course,
And saddle-soap my saddle, and go riding on my horse.

I had a sort of craving for grilled bratwurst on a bun,
So Cliff got out the grill because he thought that sounded fun.
Five was more than plenty... two for me, and three for him:
Then friends from long ago showed up, and so we shared with them.

Now, when you have two dinner guests and there are just five brats,
It isn't quite sufficient... so, I cooked some tater tots.
Oh, it was nothing fancy, but we had things to discuss
With folks who, through the years, would have done anything for us.

Bud just shook his head as Dona shared some corny jokes.
Her speech is slurred a little, since she's had those dreadful strokes,
And she'll repeat the same old jokes and episodes again
About the trips they've taken, and the places they have been.

This winter, she had three more strokes. The brace that she should wear
To keep her twisted ankle straight, she won't take anywhere.
It's heavy and uncomfortable and bothersome, she's found,
So she will only use it when her daughter is around.

This isn't the retirement that my good friends had planned:
Dona smiles and thanks the Lord He left her her right hand,
But oh, her steps are halting, as she walks out to her car.
The cane supports her somewhat, but she cannot go too far.

She was in her sixties when the big stroke laid her low.
And this year, I'll turn sixty, so it really makes me know
Just how immensely blessed I am each morning, when I wake,
And how I should appreciate each single step I take.

So, yesterday I didn't follow through on all my plans,
But here I sit this morning thanking God for my two hands.
And though I sometimes limp from the arthritis in my knees,
At least I still can get around, and ride my horse with ease.

Thank God for this so-precious day; enjoy it all you can.
Things may sometimes come along to interrupt your plan,
But try to be adaptable, and open up your eyes:
Sometimes an interruption makes a wonderful suprise!

~Lenore    Posted 03-27-2004 at 07:20:38       [Reply]  [No Email]
Donna, that is very special, thanks.
My best friend had a stroke a month after her 60th birthday.
He walking is affected and her left arm is not as funtional as it was.
So I appreciate your gifted rendition of the visit with your friends.

Alias    Posted 03-27-2004 at 04:40:57       [Reply]  [No Email]
That is a wonderful poem. What a rare and beautiful gift you have..........gfp

Fern(Mi)    Posted 03-27-2004 at 04:30:35       [Reply]  [No Email]
I liked that. You're enjoying life, nature, spouce. And, listening old friends that's what life's all about. To share, to love, to repect, these little things add the spice we all are about.
Have another lovely day.

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