Month: November 2016

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Catching Up

It has been so long

since we spent a quiet

afternoon

together.

Just my pen

and I

getting reacquainted

with

myself.

Catching the lessons

out of the sea

of experience

and tacking them

up page by page

in the sun

to dry

so I can taste them

again

on yet another day’s

golden picnic.

DSH 11-30-16

 

 

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Success

I am my service–

my greatest, only gift.

How shall I wrap it?

‘ depends on what you need.

If I’m ever in your service,

forever on your team,

how can you accuse me

of being so mean?

And am I not successful

if you have what you need?

If my gift is invisible to you,

what happened to the deed?

Is it really there?

I guess that depends

on if you

know

how much I care.

-DSH 11/30/16