personal travails of friends--liver disease--cancer--
all the ways we are called 'home as they say--
and Osama finally send to the hell he wasn't expecting--
no 70 virgins--no enemies serving his madness for eternity
in his imaginary heaven--
and yet this weekend also--a reunion with our 4th grade teacher--
93--frail--leaning on a cane--but mind sharp as a tack--
and if she didn't always remember the name she remembered the faces--
good food--good company--and those we remembered from 45 years ago
amazed that we made it this far--
ends and beginnings--ends that are beginnings--
and God alone knows
where we all end up--
Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.
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