Wednesday, April 18, 2018

What Ingredient Determines a Lifetime?





















My curiosity led to trouble
Experimenting as a kid…
Educated with disappointments,
I found joy in what I did. 

Frogs and pebbles in my pocket,
Stray friends and dogs brought home…
I was nourished by my rescues.
This loner never felt alone.

Now entering my final years,
Memories don’t fall short…
Every rescued carp and worm,
Shared a space in my safe port.

My neighbors are frustrated;
I am surrounded by “too much stuff”.
Nothing I own is garbage,
Who determines I’ve loved enough?


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