First meetings of people,
All the things she loves doing,
Make believe someday you will do those things too,
In time, you see, doing them with your dog or your cats is what your memories will really be full of,
She’s to busy working and sleeping to recall she only gets one life,
Memories made are for now,
Savoring the times and the smiles
She spoke in dreams,
Things she hoped to do,
Maybes and nevers become the same,
No home,
To tired to look,
From time to time she will read a poem her lesbian poet friend wrote,
Not actutally hearing the poets thoughts,
Imagination is great,
I do it all the time,
Writers we talk to ourselves too,
But we do our dreams,
Life is not an Elf on the shelf,
Val Whitewolf 