Tag Archives: Love

Improvement

      It’s like Jack Nicholson said to Helen Hunt inĀ As Good As It Gets. “You make me want to be a better person.” I can never thank you enough, dear friend.     Paz

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The Lost Time

  It makes me want to cry, thinking of her, all those years, born and growing in the wrong place. How could we have known? As we walked our trails in sun and wind, rain and snow, light and dark. … Continue reading

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Our Time

  You wrack your brain seeking words To describe a life spent without them. To hold up, canonize, memorialize, Constructed poems and homespun gems. You try so hard to commit to memory All those days of you and me. Halcyon … Continue reading

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Playtime

We should all have a Chuy. There are always plenty of chores to do around the ranch. He would look me up after I’d worked long enough. “Enough mowing.” he’d say, “Come on. Let’s play ball.”   “All work and … Continue reading

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Kisses

  If you were here I would kiss your face. Where am I to send these kisses Without you? I kiss our kindredĀ  Mother Earth.   Missing you,   Paz

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Successor

Today she came into the kitchen from the outside. She nudged that door open with her nose, poked her face in, fixed her eyes on me and walked in, tail gently swaying side-to-side, just as you would have. Like seeing … Continue reading

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Criteria

Dogs don’t care if you’re Rich or poor, Black, white, yellow, red, Christian, Jew, Muslim, Buddhist, Young or old, Straight or gay. There is but a single Criteria: Are you kind?   Chuy

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