by Sherri Coulter

Created on: August 12, 2010

Note To Self

I haven't written any notes, yet.

And yet, I have.  I have not only written notes

but I have sung notes.

The notes, written and sung, have

scattered my many days, and blossomed

where they lay.

Presently they are succumbing soulfully,

seeking peace, but if not peace,

at least, ''comfortability.''

I had it, in my past.

It cushioned me against

harsh reality.

My LuLu sings her notes

of harsh reality.

I pray she succumbs

in peace and ''comfortability.''

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