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Footsteps
There’s footsteps in the hall. Not really footsteps but more of a shuffle. It’s like he’s too tired after all these years to pick up his feet. He probably figures he can conserve energy by simply sliding his feet across the carpet. I cringe, hoping he’s not headed toward me. Then there’s Dr. Knap. I…
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Morning Run
Here’s the flashing cursor staring at me Beckoning My mind is blank Really, an answered prayer Heater on my feet A stark contrast to the winter air Just outside it also calls My running shoes are itching, over there against the wall My stomach growls The coffee kicks in I type a poem And then…
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Coffee Mugs
Coffee is wonderful. I’m not alone in saying so. According to the National Coffee Association (this is a real thing), 62% of Americans drink coffee every day. And of those, they drink just over three cups per day on average. Use of a traditional “drip” coffee maker has declined 24% since 2015. Americans want more…
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Raccoon Story
Sally and Joe walked along the glowing path of the garden. They were both tired but so happy to have some time to be together. The Christmas lights twinkled around them, creating a colorful wonderland on that cool December night. Thankfully the garden wasn’t crowded either, since it was a weeknight. Sally looked at her…
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My Brother’s Wife
You’ve gotta be out there somewhere Surely you exist I hear from the upright that there are slim pickins None of us is perfect But I like to believe there’s a few who try Who have God’s law written on their hearts and minds For my brother needs you As do I More than you…
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Stuffed Animals
When I was a kid, stuffed animals were my favorite toys. And I had a lot of them. Each one had a name. Whenever I got a new one, I’d introduce him or her to the rest. I’d stand facing the white, wiry, plastic shelf that rested above the door of my bedroom and ran…
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Dog Commercial
I often hear of parents doting on their small children. One could say I dote on my dog. He’s cute and cuddly and slobbers more than infants, I’m sure. He’s wholeheartedly devoted to me. And he’s just himself. He can’t do anything to remove my love – poop on the hardwood all he wants, tear…
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Grand Illumination
I think about you a lot this time of year Among the turkey commercials and the Christmas lights You’re not here In another state but I hope you’re alright My memories are warm Even on cold days Remember we’d gather in your old car Your brothers and sister and as many as could squeeze After…
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Portrait of a Friend
Your picture hangs on my wall It’s of us just 6 months ago One of our few get-togethers from adulthood I wonder if we’d hang out more if we could One picture compared to the many from when we were teens I wonder what happened to all the time in between Your smile doesn’t sparkle…
writings on life
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