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Writer: Janet PearsonJanet Pearson

I wrote this wee poem for my darling daughter just now. Sometimes it takes a bit for the emotions to settle before I'm able to get it down right. I'd tried writing a song, but it was stupid cheesy and made me cry too much when I sang it. But I'm re-watching old Survivor seasons to remember who's who for the upcoming All Winners. The season I'm watching right now is Blood vs Water, and the daughter just voted her mom to Redemption.



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i didn’t make the bed up for some time

after she left

i left

her comforter piled up there, her still in it

to stay my woes


:first there wasn’t

then there was

then there wasn’t again


too much mind time

to not miss the one

the only one

that I would still love


even if she voted me off of the island :)



Photo credit: Louis Bockner

 
 
 

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