My grandson held his little leg and said, “My leg hurts. A donut would make it feel better.” He was right. After he ate the donut with white icing and sprinkles I bought him at 7-11 he never mentioned his leg again. He is a very smart boy.
Archive for December, 2009
16 Dec
The Lost Head
Just because you have lost your head does not mean that I must help you find it.
16 Dec
Small Sips
When my soul is tired and I am withdrawn I experience life as I do an expensive cigar, I take small sips and do not inhale. I can not bear to take it all in too quickly for I know that in a moment it will be gone.
16 Dec
Missing Them
I did not know that I would miss them, grieve them, long for them. Now that they are gone it is too late to tell them.
16 Dec
Christmas Cheer
As I step over the threshold of a Christmas season, a hint of regret and remorse follow me as this journey reminds me of my finitude, those who can celebrate no more, and the mortal aptitude of a mind that can no longer grasp the vision of life beyond and an eternal homecoming.
10 Dec
Mike’s New Heart
In touch with my own finity and the beautiful agony of life which turns gently into the peaceful confines of solitude, breathlessness, and the finality of an unfinished life…undone..mournful..effervescent, and radiant.
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