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6 months left they say And somehow I know this is not just another Doctors line My first thought was how I can possibly spend it with him The green shirt, the green door In 6 months we can at least spend a few weekends at the And in death that would be all I needed My job would be over But the relationships would remain And they would understand why I would go to the beach every day Feel the sand in my toes Feel it sift between my fingers He and I could lay with the sun beating down hard on our skin And we’d swim Kiss Drenched in sunlight, ocean and love Something we could only do with death pending I would spend afternoons with my Godson We’d go to the park Play baseball, football I would teach him about God About faith About philosophy About his grandfather About art I would write a journal with all the things He could not understand now And it would be his job to pass the words on to all The other nephews and nieces I’d stand in the middle of a Sing as loud as I could for all to hear I would need tickets to the ballet and to see the Martha Graham Dance Company one more time could I dance one last time? It is hard to know what to do, because I never expected to live a long life I have already jumped out of planes and traveled I have done mission work and fed the hungry as well as clothed them I have danced in the middle of wherever I stand I speak out for injustice The thing I truly want for my bucket list Is for him to come back and love me Love me To decided I am his bucket list © 2008 Danielle AsherFeatured Review
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Added on March 30, 2008Author![]() Danielle Ashernot what you would expect, Long Island, NYAboutI care about faith,Justice, Equity for all, Peace, love,working toward letting go of all judgment,music, dancing, traveling as much of the world as I can and Chocolate! check out IVAW.org read my fri.. more..Writing
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