Wednesday, November 18, 2015

When I'm Gone

NaBloPoMo  prompt for today:

What do you hope people remember about you after you're gone?

Very brief… in between meetings and classes and a trip to Washington DC.

At my age, I have many friends and mentors who are already gone.

What do I remember about most of them?  How they were, personally, with me.

So, even though I hope people remember my poetry,
 I think it is more likely that they each will remember how I was, personally, with them.

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