Life Happens

I went to call my mother.

It was her birthday, you know.

She said, if I ask how you are you’ll just say “we’re fine.”

I said, if you want we could be stuck in the snow.

Life happens.

I put up the tree, excited at last

To not have too many small hands with this chore.

No fights over who has to set up the lights

And now the star’s lost it’s special LED cord.

Life happens.

There is finally time to bake pretty houses from scratch

with molasses now filling the air.

The youngest, he says, “I’ll make mine old school,

with antennas sticking out here and there.”

Life happens.

The house is all decorated

It’s as fancy as I get

A pillar candle in each front window

will be gone in two days from the outset.

Life happens.

But now with this season in swing,

I dream of a unique furlough

with jeweled clothes and shoes all ready in the closet

There is just no where special even to go.

Life happens.


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4 CommentsLeave a comment

  1. i love how persoanl you made this with your memories, moments and photos. such sweet sentiment. i adore that! Happy Potluck!

  2. lovely repetition ! here’s mine-

  3. sweet memo..
    thanks for sharing…


  4. Sweet memories of times past mixed with moments of today. Nice combinations.

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