This post is not part of the current storyline I have going, but is in response to our blogging 101 assignment to write a post inspired by someone else’s blog.
So many of us seem to be touching on similar themes that it can be difficult to pick just one – and like my comment to Thoughts36 would indicate- I have a strong aversion to leaving anyone out.
I must say thank you to all of you who have written about truth or identity lately because those are topics that I am trying to develop too. I can say that I have found some to agree with, and some to disagree with, but all of them have had great thoughts and I have truly enjoyed their writing styles.
Some of you have made me rethink my gardening strategies, some have made me remember beautiful walks I’ve taken in places I used to live.
I wrote down all of your names, but don’t think a list is what was intended by the assignment so please accept the following as a tribute to all of you – though the way to handle it did come from the post Obituary to our Holiday Home.
The following poem (I used the term VERY lightly) reflects my childish notion that our car would feel forlorn without us when we traded it in – and it repeats a phrase I remember getting stuck on as a child – though probably not at the time that we left the car. It is rather contrived, but hopefully you will see my distress at having to leave anyone (or thing) behind.
I can’t believe I’m leaving you
It isn’t fair and all
You’ve kept me safe and carried me to school and home and all
And though you bellow deisel smoke
I just don’t mind and all
Your pea green skin that held us in
baby sister and me and all
How could we throw away the hope
that you will last and all
Abandon you? Abandon me!
it seems the same and all
They’re dragging me away you see
I can’t let go and all
Please know it wasn’t my idea
I’ll miss you so and all