I feel so behind, unkept in my writing:
Visitors from out of town
had kept me quite busy
before they came around.
With joy and excitement
my mind was so filled,
the cleaning and shopping
it had me too thrilled.
I lost track of time
as the days counted down.
I forgot about poetry,
to read, and to post.
I managed a few
that have come in between,
the first visitation
and the next one this week.
The fun-filled memories
I hope never leave me,
The laughing and stories
that has brought us up to date.
My heart overflows
with the rare visitation,
from within my soul
there’s a sweet transformation.
We’re all getting older
and eager to try,
to make it tradition
’til life says goodbye…
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How lovely to have visitors. ❤️🥰
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Yes, especially since finally seeing them after several decades. Thank you Sadje!
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You’re welcome ☺️
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