A pandemic gives one PLENTY of time to think. PLENTY. Since thinking of the present is anxiety-filled and thinking of the future is downright scary I find myself reviewing the past. As I look over past writings a couple of people stand out that I remember...
Joel
Addiction: Lost friend.
Worry, tears, prayer: Friend found.
Recov'ry: Long road.
Chuck
Faux pas are funny.
Harmless Easter inquiry:
"Plans?" "None. I'm Jewish."
Shannae F. (A)
"I remember you...
...thank you," she said gratefully.
I made a difference.
Shannae F. (B)
Daily, we plant seeds.
Some days, witness the harvest.
Thank God for gardens!
Poems Copyright O. Dawson 2016
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