Alas, poor car, you did me no wrong!

If we forged a spiritual bond,

I broke it that February day.

Was I woolgathering or was his light

out?  No mind. Spilt milk. Misdeed done.

I never knew the freedom you brought

me  until the day we parted on

Route 7. O my Toyota Matrix

2003, how I miss you!  I’m sorry.
















































































































































About Nan Mykel

At 79, I was just about to stop keeping a journal, but that felt like accepting that growth was finished. I don't want to be finished, yet! I'm 80 now, and struggling to communicate with you, if you'll come and set awhile. P.S. My how time flies! I'm 83 now.
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2 Responses to IN REMEMBRANCE

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    I can see how one can get attached to all kinds of things animate or inanimate. Best wishes. I am sorry for your loss.

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