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  • Today was the family picnic at school
    jumping castles
    cotton candy
    too many desserts

    I was there to open doors
    flip burgers

    People asked
    how the school year is going
    how the new staff are settling
    how great the new soccer pitch looks
    how bout the weather

    But before they came
    I read my sister's email
    saw my mother's hurried note
    heart surgery at 83
    and thought of my father riding the ambulance
    down I-95 to Portland,Maine
    and my mother beside him

    and then went out and
    opened doors
    flipped burgers

    Waited through to the very end
    Chatted as they
    added up the sales figures
    looking for the total gained

    I came back to trace lovingly
    the filaments of story
    these tales we spin and share
    lines cast out to make us fast
    these lines of love and light
    holding us one to the other
    in this rushing torrent we call life

    I am the last to leave
    the school is quiet now
    silent as only a school can be

    Not alone though
    full of memories
    and held
    by a thousand unseen hands

    Through tears I whisper thanks
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