You can ring my bell

After you died
I took the meds
you left behind
Lucky I did
since my scrip
did not arrive
on time even
though I paid
to expedite it.
So I'd have it
for my trip,
to Jamaica.
I threw away
the bottle
with your name
on it, however,
couldn't take it
and neither would customs.
Been here three days now
and every one I feel better
about having come.
For listening to my
instinct, essentially you,
in my head
and my soul
telling me to go.
"GO!
You're a big girl
turning into a
wise woman.
You can do it
on your own."
Hearing you
in my head
cheering me on
since committing
to this adventure.
And then,
I saw the bell.
I picked it up
and rang it
once and it
chimed twice
I cried, smiling
the whole time
and you might
have gotten
wings if I
wasn't sure
you'd already had.

Comments

[Patti "duderanch"]

u continue to amaze me every day with your writing....u have a true gift my CAT.....