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I MISS

I miss my mother and father
I miss walking fast
And driving a car on freeways
And city streets
I miss housecleaning
Well no, not really
And I miss going on trips
And shopping in stores
I miss my husband’s arms around me
And his tender kiss
I miss my cat
And not taking pills
I miss my brothers,
My sister and too many friends
I miss Obama and government sanity
I miss having energy
And going to work
Mostly I miss my freedom
To come and go as I please
Sad that it won’t be coming back
Not in this lifetime

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Deb M

Date: 7/12/2024 7:57:00 AM

Oh Ellen so beautifully sad and soooo relatable! It made me feel sad for you…As we age life changes and not in every way for the best…l miss many of those things also Ellen not all but many! I still have my freedom l am 61 so a while before that changes l hope!! Haha……l just loved this poem my friend….Sending you a cuddle….Debx

Ellen Gwaltney Bales
Date: 7/23/2025 9:16:00 PM

I am so glad you liked this poem, Deb. It's always nice to know I've reached someone out there. Bless you!