I wish I had taken
life a little less seriously.
I wish I had taken time
to laugh with my mother.
I wish I had hugged her more,
held her hand, and said "I love you."
I wish we had enjoyed more ice cream.
I wish I had played make-believe
instead of trying to explain.
I wish I had taken time
to smell the roses,
to touch them as she did.
I wish I had felt less anger
and more love.
It was over so soon.
I wish I had realized
life would feel so empty
without her.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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for my Grandmother. Thanks. Vicky