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Finally, She Passed it On
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Finally, She Passed it On |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Finally, She Passed it On Somehow, in some way, she prays you will see yourself here, one day, for a moment, by some means… do you recollect that summer day heading south, out of chi-town in your huge semi, barreling down the gray lined stretch of your career Someone has to do it, you were probably thinking, someone has to carry beans to feed the hordes, someone has to link stores to warehouses to stores some body’s car is up ahead, off to the side, some young thing out, struggling with her tired iron, probably get herself killed, someone has to do it… you were bushed, anxious to get home to fresh-faced kids, a wife whose dinner sits cooling on the table, it was still then, when nuclear family sounded sci-fi… but you pulled your big rig over, hop-skipped between cars, gravel rocked voice brusque in shove of “need help?” then, “go check it’s in park” you were too fast, too fast, she was only rummaging around in her purse to find a way to pay her thanks… you were gone, her tire was on, she, too, could now make it home to her little ones… you left, thinking, pass it on, pass it on, pass it on… ~*~ today, she thought of you driving down that gray lined stretch thinking “please God, let the child live” she had only done what she knew she should, stemmed some tears, held back inner fears, took her work-friend to a drop off stop off point where the husband would pick up scattered scared pieces of this little mother who had received THAT call, where the police say, “are you the mother of…” no one ever wants to hear that sound, that “What!?” she stood and knew, she had been there stepping in, with no-nonsense we will do it this way, then rush her on towards the hospital where her child had been medivac’d struck by lightning tragic freak accident now husband holding wife, continued on their way, and she, headed back, praying to God “let the child live” she thought of you. She remembered thinking you must have been an angel, she’s been working hard for a lifetime to do the right thing pass it on pass it on pass it on you had just disappeared. She won’t disappear. But she thinks, just perhaps… She passed it on. The child lives. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
I got lost amongst this The theme yes but I did find it very difficult to flow more than in straight small sections Maybe this was the structure you embodied to add stop go to the vision using the road The words are good but the flow I had trouble with Dave |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...and I'm passing it on...James |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Lady Passing it on is one of the most beautiful things that humans do. Thank you for this reminder and yes, I will, I do!  |
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