This Widowed Life

Where I am on any given day

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This Wolf Moon is keeping me awake with it's silent howling.

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Another Monday

It was a better day than it looks here

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Still here.

Still watching out of the corner of my eye.

Might pop in again

When I least expect it.

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There’s colour Some days Occasional rainbows And coffee Always

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Up all night with toothache Sobbing and clutching the bedclothes Nothing would touch it Rabbie was right Glad I’m right here, right now Glad of that young Ulsterman Who fixed it

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Last of the summer visitors. Gone. Think the well is refilled for now

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Standing at the sink Drinking coffee Trying to find music But it all makes me sad Before, during, after It makes - No difference The memories are hard Whether he was there or not Is this the day The music died?

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Summer Busy People come People go Come and go. They're gone right now But will come soon Waiting for them

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Tired Again Not sleepy though Wearied - yes - that fits

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Another day over Firefighting, mostly But nothing burns

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Right now. I am conscious that I am smiling I need to remember when that happens I am waiting for the potatoes to bake Sitting in the garden The garden I have made Myself The clouds are white and fluffy It is not cold and the air is soft A bird is chirping on a wire above me I don’t know what kind it is Probably a starling. I should learn birdsong But right now I am smiling

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If zombies would finish their meals, we wouldn't​ have a zombie apocalypse.

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Two years ago I was in the thick of it Blindly practical Practically blind

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The tide was so far out I felt like I could walk to America But I waited And it came back in

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Been out in the world space this week It was alright Thinking I might go back Another day, maybe

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Rainy Saturday afternoon Making a curry Listening to The Eagles Glenn tells me to lighten up Another who only got to 67. I’m not even trying to understand

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New glasses Wonder if they’ll change my views Different perspective Clearer, perhaps. We'll see...