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“Goodbye, my fairy bunny princess, I love you to the moon and back.”
She lived life fully and joyfully and silly and taught and did and laughed;
Life is unfair, she knew that square, it took from her energy and craft.
She could no longer teach in classroom bright; she taught me from deepest night.

In deepest night she passed away, but to me she is a summer day—
Sunflowers and strawberries and the cat will play.
In her garden we drank tea and lemonade
And cursed the oxalis growing in sun and shade.

She taught me there of that bitter leaf,
And now I feel a joy and peace with grief.
She lived as long and hard as she could,
Sang songs, did Commedia, and taught kids good.

I danced at her wedding on the peak;
There, the rabbi wise did speak:
Life is good, appreciate it like fine glasses-
Enjoy it all, don’t be stuck when it passes.

And so she did up until the time she left;
The lesson?  Be living, even if you are bereft.


Doggerel from the Heart   John R Schmidt 6/1/2013 © reserved
Quote from Jeff Lampert, no permission.