Life is Haiku
Okay - here is my submission to the Washington Post per request of my sisters:
"I used to live here. I've traded palms for pines and oaks, but just temporarily. The humidity is the same. I am here because my mother is ill. I am the oldest. It's my job to take care. I am making everyone feel safe, but just temporarily.. I forgot that I miss the Sunday Washington Post. To whom I may offend: Sorry. Florida newspapers suck.
I will go home, back to palms and our daily fish-wrapper. (I have heard it called this, but not by me). Hopefully, it won't be just temporarily." (Wordcount=92)
"I used to live here. I've traded palms for pines and oaks, but just temporarily. The humidity is the same. I am here because my mother is ill. I am the oldest. It's my job to take care. I am making everyone feel safe, but just temporarily.. I forgot that I miss the Sunday Washington Post. To whom I may offend: Sorry. Florida newspapers suck.
I will go home, back to palms and our daily fish-wrapper. (I have heard it called this, but not by me). Hopefully, it won't be just temporarily." (Wordcount=92)
posted by Margaret III at 12:37 PM
6 Comments:
You are definitely making me feel safe. You have always been the best at taking care (at least for me). I am very grateful. I hope your submission makes it.
My sister is the chosen one for Mom duty as well. I worship my sister for taking on this daunting task so my brother and I are spared. My sister has permanent duty, til the death.
You do a good thing for your Mother.
Mary...Send your sister a copy of the Post, will ya?
Good luck with your submission for publication.
Very, very, very nice!!!!!
I hope your submission makes it.Good luck
good luck with your Mom. I only read them on line but my local papers are the Dog Trainer and the Bird Cage Liner. peace, peter
Good job w/the links Margaret. I like them.
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