![]() My Sister And The GiftA Poem by Barbara Walker![]() I wrote this after my sister bought a new car and gave me her old one.![]() I sit here, reflecting on her generosity. Thank you... two small words. Sometimes, they just can't convey the gratitude.
My life, my daughter's life, my grandkids, too, have benefited, so much, in so many ways, through her gift to me...
the absolute essential transportation to work and school, my doctor's appointment every month and then, there's the pharmacy after. Oh, there are buses and taxi's, but I would have to be having an extremely good day (I never know!)
Taxi's are so expensive and grocery shop by bus? Laundry, groceries, those are just the essentials.
What about the luxury of a day at the beach, my grandkids, daughter and me? A little one, all excited, needs a ride to a birthday party and countless other things.
Then, there is the healing to my soul, when the pace has been too much and alone I go, a slow ride atop Mt. Helix, taking time for me...
thank you, two small words. Sometimes, they just can't convey the gratitude.
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Added on August 19, 2008Last Updated on May 28, 2010 Author![]() Barbara WalkerLake Havasu City, AZAboutI am retired from the Postal Service. I find I write poetry to help myself through difficult times and I have written many poems in response to the chronic pain I've been living with for over 30 year.. more..Writing
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