Thursday, May 24, 2012


It's a little hard to concentrate these days.
School is winding down.
Flip-flops and air-conditioning are ON.

I found this poem today and had to share it with you.  Makes me want to sit down and cry a little bit...
by Joyce Sutpen

This was when my daughters were just children
playing on the rocky shore of the lake,

their hair in braids, their bright-colored jackets
tied around their waists. It was afternoon,

the shadows falling away, their faces
glowing with light. Whatever we said then

(and it must have been happy; it must have
been hopeful) is lost as I am now lost

from that life I lived. This was when nothing
that I wanted mattered, though all I wanted

was happiness, pure happiness, simple
as strawberries and cream in a saucer,

as curtains floating from a window sill,
as small pairs of shoes arranged in a row.

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