They come and go
these people who
make brief appearances
in our lives.
We collect them
as if ownership were
a real possibility.
There's no way to
measure how much
they leave of themselves
or how much they take
of us, but even
without absolutes
we feel obliged to participate.
Tomorrow when I awake
I'll try again to make
the connection.
Grandma Proses
Shirley A. Bender
Copyright © 1985
We collect them as if ownership were a real possibility....such a true voice, your Mother had..Great poem.
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Your comment will bring a smile to my Mom's face, many thanks for the kind words.
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