Like bowling pins,we line up the events in our lives
and take aim,
carefully knocking down each one:
Birth? Check.
Walking and talking? Check.
Right school? Check.
Right college? Double check.
Marriage/job/house/family --
milestone after milestone,
always moving forward
to The Next Big Thing...
And when, she asked,
after years of hovering on the edges,
When do we get to celebrate
Now?
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2 comments:
Funny, Louise had a rant this morning on this notion of ever trying to be and just being. Be. Now. I think she must have felt awfully good afterwards.
LOL Maureen -- I did feel good afterwards.
And I love your poem Diane!
How perfectly in sync.
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