A Funny Way of Looking at Life

It’s a funny way of looking at life – those

birthdays and holidays; Christmas turkey

and New Year’s punch. Cake and muffins,

or a kick in the head. You brought me a present

but just remembered you don’t like

me anymore.

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We mark our lives with milestones.

He’s two, she’s thirty-two, and Bob uses a cane

now. Wish him well or to go to hell. He never

returned the rake he borrowed. Or

said he was sorry.

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It’s funny how love fades, who would have

thought. Supposed to last forever, while

we dance cheek to cheek, not scowling

across the dancefloor, laughing and

crying in turns – life does that, doesn’t it?

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Ask me in December, what it’s been like.

The highs, the lows, the upsides downs

and inside outs – all of it, marked in cards

and gift boxes neatly wrapped, then put away.