Never see a friend to close,
Snappy sacasum is not funny,
Yes when hurrying trying to get done and out of the fog,
Tried to get largest bag of potato chips,
Tired,
Feels sometimes being with Peny like being with dad,
He was always judgemental!
Christ I’m nearly five years her senior!
Funny her ideas always sound fun in the imagining,
They never really are,
We planned to have Thanjsgivong together,
Became early December and a late like pasta;
Halloween sounded fun to,
Until I saw I was really there to hand out candy,
We only had one trick or treator ,
Neither of us got to the door in time,
Two cripples,
Christmas I sat in her 120 year old home with her animals in ten below zero house without heater,
So they did not freeze I was there to every four hours turn back on electric blankets,
December 27th, kitchen ceiling partially fell in,
So we had the great migration,
New years Penny worked,
I’m about to drive home in the fog, I’ll return this afternoon when she rises,
My babies need me more,
If the electric heater starts a fire,
I don’t want to survive loosing them and all I love,
Their need is more valuable to me then wasting my day here can’t sit,
My hip hurts from my porch fall,
Can’t breath when I lay down,
Still mad at the belittling I got last night,
I thought I got chips I got popcorn,
I’ll write more write when home in my chair,
Spent $20 on two teas, twomacaronies and cheese and bag of what I thought when zi grabbed it chips,
This empath’s going home to Quasqueton.
Val Whitewolf 