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Things Lost Somewhere in This House

Things Missing Somewhere in This House
My birth bertificate…
A box of needed, new bank checks…
Both of our wedding rings…
My Waterman fountain pen…
After 4 decades, at least 3 doz. of Jim’s odd socks & 2 doz. 
  Of mine…
2 Roku remotes, 1 somewhere 
  upstairs & 1 here downstairs…
(Worrying) The hand-written letters I received from 
   Thornton Wilder & Samuel Beckett…
My nonchalance about tornadoes especially after last month when Jim’s 
   sis-ilaw’s home was destroyed in Laurel County…
(Most tragically) Half of our hearts  gone — after our 2 sons (brothers whom we  adopted when they were aged 2 & 4)…And were so completely adored by us for    14 years, but who were 
  Then,
  On one horrid day, driven off by    their birth-mother (in her suddenly arrived car)…Back to SC  where they were born…And since  when they’ve not contacted us…
20 years of our youthful  daydreams…
(Woefully) The bottom half of my right leg, which somehow returned here with me from the hospital after the surgeon  took   it 17 months ago, & which in
   painful phantom screams, 
keeps pleading 
   to be re-joined…
(Especially & Thankfully lost) any distance that once exiisted 
  between me and Jesus…





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Date: 6/30/2025 9:49:00 AM
WOW!!! What a powerful write/story you have here. I am so sorry. In life, some seem to have it easy and some have extra pain/hurt. I do Not know why. I find peace reading in the bible the chapter of Job. I will add you to my Soup prayer list. May God Bless and Heal You......
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Date: 6/29/2025 6:42:00 AM
Dear Sally, this has left me in real confusion. Hope some of the things you have mentioned here are fictional. The loss of your adopted sons at an unexpected moment is something soul shattering, which one can hardly endure. What an empty space, their absence must have left in your house! What you have said about your leg is shocking. Hope it is fictional. The concluding line on how you look at your losses is awe inspiring and makes me spell bound.
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Sally Eslinger
Date: 6/30/2025 7:14:00 AM
Dear friend Valsathere is NOTHING fictional in this poem… As time passes, with our aging, fragile health, the pain only getsworse…
Date: 6/28/2025 8:01:00 AM
Sally, your fantastic poem revolves around loss and absence, reflecting on both tangible items and deep emotional connections that have been lost over time. You also list various things that are missing from their life, ranging from personal belongings like a birth certificate and wedding rings to profound emotional losses, such as the separation from adopted sons
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Sally Eslinger
Date: 6/28/2025 10:14:00 AM
Soto Poet, so happy to see you again. In a way we may be defined by the Outer materialistic arrounding us &THHEN PLUS the Inner weights like loves, loses & faith …altogher making an autobiography. This could be an I AM…poem…my thanks!
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Sally Eslinger
Date: 6/28/2025 10:10:00 AM
Soto Poet, so happy to see you again. In a way we may be defined by the Outer materialistic arrounding us &THHEN PLUS the Inner weights like loves, loses & faith …altogher making an autobiography. This could be an I AM…poem…my thanks!

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