once upon a time
there was a woman
(who was me)
whose hair
had a life of its own
and she
had made plans
with 3 of her very dearest friends
for a long memorial day weekend getaway
to nashville
but then
she got
really sick
and her hair
was wilder than ever
a sure sign
of
something
amiss
and
she
had to tell them
to go on without her
but they said
there is no way
we will do that
and so
they each offered up
their support
and found a solution
in their very own way
mare #1
said
‘i will drive you all the way there.
you can sleep in the car and listen to music.
you won’t have to fly and hurt your ears and suffer any more.’
mare#2
said
‘i will provide you with any medication
and comforting therapy
you might need.’
mare #3
said
‘come with us
and we will
tuck you in
and
bring you soup
and
hot water bottles
and
tea
and
whiskey
and
magazines.’
and goldilocks
was so moved
by their gestures
and their compassion
that she went to the doctor
and he gave her mega antibiotics
and got on the plane
and went on the trip
anyway
and
danced
and
sang
and
ate southern bbq
and drank a whiskey
and listened to the blues
in a beautiful park
and had a wonderful time
with each and every one of them
and they all continue to live happily ever after
as friends for life
—
a day for toil, an hour for sport, but for a friend is life too short.
– ralph waldo emerson
image credits: stickygooeycreamychooey.com, redcanyonart – carol walker
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