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Lorelei's Calendar

LngJhnAg
Member Elite

since 1999-07-23

Posts 3508
Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion

0 posted 1999-08-07 05:00 PM

The calendar is my enemy.
The waiting for the days to come.
I hate counting the days,
But the calendar doesn't care.
It shows me all the days remaining
and both sides of THE days,
which change every year,
But always remain the same.

Anniveraries
Marked not by dates,
Marked by days.
With annotations of time.
Twice each year.
The Coming and the Going.

Anticipation.
Sweet and bitter,
Always in the same order.
Regardless of what the calendar
may lead one to believe:
The fall is too long.
The winter is too long.
The spring is too long.
The summer is too short.
Far too short.

Fall.
Nature's supreme season. Empty.
Every leaf falling whispers,
"I was once a tree, now I'm alone."
Like me.

Winter.
Nature's respite from growth. Empty.
Every snowflake falling whispers,
"I was once the sea, now I'm alone."
Like me.

Spring.
Nature's time for renewal. Empty.
Every bloom budding whispers,
"I will be beautiful. But not now."
Like me.

Summer.
Nature's time of enrichment. Full.
The laughter of my children shouting,
"I love you, Mama. I always will."
For me.

Calendar.
Why do you wound me so?
Just for this year, can you NOT change?
Just for this year. For me?
Please?

Lorelei54
Member

since 1999-07-27

Posts 458

1 posted 1999-08-07 10:04 PM

Thank you, LJA - you understand so well.

INclan
Senior Member

since 1999-07-20

Posts 1024
Indiana, USA

2 posted 1999-08-07 11:15 PM

granted......but is this not all a part of life?

Lorelei54
Member

since 1999-07-27

Posts 458

3 posted 1999-08-08 11:17 AM

INclan...its a part of my life...my children only live with me 8 weeks out of the year...and my heart breaks the rest of the year. I am afraid to look forward to thier visits, because I know how swift time passes, when they are here. It's not fair that time does not pass that fast the rest of the year. I'm just feeling sooooo blue, they leave tomorrow.

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