Marjorie A. Buettner...

a bit of joy

It would be early mornings, then, when she would dance--her favorite music keyed-up to keep up with her high spirits. She would sing and dance with her songs until she had to phone us up--sharing her bit of joy for living. This morning I remember her while I dance with my favorite song, wishing I could phone her to share a bit of joy . . .

another dream of her-- she tells me she is living with the mermaids now

WHCHaibun 2008-11-01