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Twilight Left Me--A Poem
Twilight Left Me--A Poem
A poem about Self Worth
by Leslie with a little
help from Your Enchanted Gardener
5:56 PM
February 26, 07
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Twilight Left Me--A Poem
A poem about Self Worth
by Leslie with a little
help from Your Enchanted Gardener
5:56 PM
February 26, 07
The twilight left
me while I was still here at the computer,
trading out laborious photos
I recovered on the PC.
You cannot count on digital
images or electronics to all be there for you.
I wanted to go out in the sunshine,
watched the glimmers of light,
but was frought with the thought
I might not be able to do this
this feat of mental stamina
to see if I work overcome
the the maylee (sp>?) of
equipment not working as it is suppose to.
I am looking at the most incredible
photo of Marcelo being kissed.
he is holding a strawberry in hand
and was about to feed her.
When he did the sunshine burst out.
Did you see that I asked.
"I did not see it until you pointed it out.
She looked at my images.
You are quite a photographer.
YOu could be making major money
from your images.
Then she asked, would I mail her these
that I took.
I told her the photography was how
I covered my bills.
"I would like a contribution."
I did not want to be crass,
saying somethign like my photos are
$20.00 each.
You get what you ask for,
sometimes more than you pay for.
She pulled out a $5.00 and gave it to be.
I did not saying anything more.
I did not want to be rude.
Today, as my body wanted to go out,
and I thought of a request I made
for a donor to help cover the costs of berries
Me and Joe the Farmer would bring to Anaheim.
He sent a curt email saying,
"All food and drink are donated."
It caught me off guard. I felt
bad for Joe the Farmer. He has
already given at the office.
I had asked more in that email,
much more, he ssnt back a one liner.
I let it go. He was preoccupied with
moving major energies and likely did not
have time to consider my full request.
Likely, he will later.
I know that man is my friend,
in spite of what I am feeling.
Most people ask first before they give.
I generally give before I ask.
Dr. Jensen said that the doctor is
not always paid at 5:00 o'clock.
There is a part of my weary mind now
that knows I have to be my own doctor.
I am standing up now
going to the crock pot for dinner.
I stop and remind myself
I am living in paradise.
I have all my needs met.
I remind myself it is likely
just my tired mind speaking
from overwork, and I am on the
in the middle of a great, great success.
I remind myself,
much of the world is starving
right now; and things could get a lot
worse over here. I know my work is helping out;
and yet, I am thinking of an upstanding farmer,
who spent 30 minutes no doubt to fill
a small carton of mulberries.
He wanted $5.00. It was the end of the day.
I offered #3.00.
He said, "I would rather eat them myself."
Some people is just good to pay.
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