My Left wrist
always
Adorned with four
silver
bracelets
Each tell a story
Acapella wind chimes
unbearable sadness
unfathomable joy
Four silver bracelets
an unfinished poem
on my left wrist, always
This is the story of an ordinary woman's life in the slow lane. One of my heroes was Erma Bombeck and I always thought I'd write a book like her. I decided to write this blog instead. It is meant as much as a diary for myself as it is a soundboard to the world for every little thing that is in my head. When you read it make sure you hear my sarcastic Chicago accent. Hope I make you laugh, cry and everything in between.
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Saturday, April 6, 2013
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