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Jan Haag's avatar

Thank you, Phyllis, for this lovely, timely poem... as my mother is in hospice. Larry Schug's opening lines, "Our bodies die like the bodies of trees. / No matter how we strive for the sky..." will stay with me in these waning days of my mother's life.

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Valerie Campbell's avatar

This brings to mind the Indigenous belief that each human haas a song that they sing before their travel onward. I have a song and when I am in distress I do sing it. What we leave behind has meaning in energetic waves and memory....song is like that. Thank you for sharing this.

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