Address Change
Sending out an address change
to a friend I haven’t seen
in 50 years, I say
my wife and I are moving
someplace new next month
barring something unforeseen.
We realize something unforeseen
isn't likely to happen since
we're prepared for anything
as the years march on
and we march right behind them.
Second only to "I love you”
all we want to hear now is
the phone ring and the doctor say
“Good news. It’s benign."
Donal Mahoney
Copyright © Donal Mahoney | Year Posted 2017
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