Open Gate: (Found Poem)

Vet appointments for the four kittens as well as Annie leave little time for writing a new blog this morning, so I’m reblogging myself! This poem about what happened one day a year and a half ago when I left my gate open should work for today’s prompt of gate.

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This morning I woke up as usual and lay in bed writing my poem, rose to take photos to go with it, then opened my front door so my upstairs neighbors could go through to the porch when they got home from breakfast.  When Cathy wandered in, she asked if I realized that I had a friend waiting on the beachfront porch.  Who was it, I asked and she said she didn’t know but she was singing.

I went out in my nightgown to see who it was and found a stranger–a singer/musician who had read my blog and come to meet me.  By the time I’d thrown clothes on, Fred–a slide guitar player who had been walking by  and heard her singing, had come to join her.  As the morning progressed, another woman wandered by on the beach.  Fred recognized her as a musician who lived on the same island as he…

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About lifelessons

My blog, which started out to be about overcoming grief, quickly grew into a blog about celebrating life. I post daily: poems, photographs, essays or stories. I've lived in countries all around the globe but have finally come to rest in Mexico, where I've lived since 2001. My books may be found on Amazon in Kindle and print format, my art in local Ajijic galleries. Hope to see you at my blog.

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