a little, she says.
have
some fun,
spend some money.
go places,
travel,
see the world.
take a flight,
a cruise, come on
pack your
bags,
let's go.
i used to say these
same
things to my
mother
when she knelt
in her garden.
she'd laugh and say,
how about you go
and send me
a post card when you
arrive.
i understand now.
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