writings on life

An Ode to Suzie

Hey dare!

I wonder what you’re doing now

Being a maka-ma

Pigging out

Or maybe durring out

On your way to the Bahamas

I miss you since you left yesterday

You know who else misses you?

D bay-bay

Yesterday I accidentally washed your one shirt you left in the hamper

D baby didn’t have a Daddy shirt at bedtime

What a damper

But I remembered your gym shorts hanging on the hook

I handed them to them to the baby and the shorts he took

There was a hollowness at bedtime

Isn’t it ironic that as I write this I’m thinking about dinner tonight

You know what recipe it is?

Creamy salmon linguine – what a find

Isn’t that funny?

Saalllmmoon

It’d hard cooking for myself

And I’ve realized that the floor is dirty

Finally, in our mid-30s, I’ve realized it’s not you, it’s me

Hi

This morning I watched part of the Sunday morning show

It was a really cool episode – made me think of you

They toured a a forensic veterinarian lab

The staff work to figure out how wild creatures died

There was a pretty, large bird on the gurney

The x-ray showed he’d swallowed a bullet used to kill another animal

One staff member later held a skull

Lifelike-looking deer lined the walls

Exotic creatures had been taxidermized

All the people in the lab were vying for animal life

One man wanted to prevent poaching of tigers

The vet said determining the cause of death could mean fines – for law breakers

I think it’s super cool that you love the animals – even the little toad on the disc golf course

You’ll be a great Suzie environmental scientist

Protecting the earth, the toad’s turf

You always say you can’t spell

But I think you have a gift

And you will do and already have done so well

One more thing from today: when I was running this morning I heard someone yell, “Heeeyyy!”

I didn’t even turn to look but then a white Honda passed with another “heeeyy”

I laughed, it was so funny

You know who it was? Our beloved friend Sunny

I hope you’re having fun on your cruise

I hope the sun is out

It’s shining here

Be safe on your excursions

You know, one thing I’m learnin’?
There is often regret either way when it comes to making choices – choices, choices, choices (whisper, echo)

This time I regret not cruising with you

Even if it’s bigger, bigger, bigger

One thing I figure: life’s always better with you

And as we’re dying

Our joints are cracking

All our hairs turn gray

I just want to say

Much like James Bond in No Time to Die said to Madeline

I never regret picking you

I’m looking forward to Richmond and campin

D.C., even Punta Cana

Avocados and bananas

You’re a great salmon

Let’s keep swimming upstream

You know I like being home

There’s a cuddly baby right by me

But without you it’s hollow

Kind-of like Swallow Falls

For now, I light my candle: pumpkin spice

All I can say is, when you get home, it’ll be really, really niiiicce

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