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Dr. Raymond Babineau<\/strong><\/p>\n Was it yesterday or the day before that we met?<\/p>\n There was so much ahead to see, no need to revisit, only new<\/p>\n Friendships came easily and we thought they would last forever,<\/p>\n Na\u00efve or strong belief that it could be different than our parents<\/p>\n Days seemed endless, and nights only a fleeting moment<\/p>\n Each day was a vacation<\/p>\n \u201cSome day\u201d seemed so far away, like Ferlingetti footsteps in the sand,<\/p>\n Making a difference was the most important<\/p>\n Then life got in the way.<\/p>\n Rolling Stones\u2019, Keith Richards said that life is what happens when you are making plans<\/p>\n For something else<\/p>\n One day speeds into the next, like running water from a faucet, continuous<\/p>\n Pictures remind us of our past, lost, but not forgotten<\/p>\n We resist even taking a picture so the reminder cannot be cast as a shadow in our way<\/p>\n Some are melancholy, some never think. It\u2019s easier that way.<\/p>\n That way there is the numbness that can keep us from thought. It\u2019s called routine.<\/p>\n Like doing door to door. Bedroom to bathroom, bathroom to kitchen, kitchen to car,<\/p>\n Car to office, office to office, office to car, car to home, home to solace, solace to sleep,<\/p>\n Only to repeat like the emails that won\u2019t go away<\/p>\n The reason to play is for the one shot,<\/p>\n Like golf, there is one that keeps us looking for the next.<\/p>\n Of course there are the kids.<\/p>\n Just the thought makes the eyes sweat because men don\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n The vessel of Hope holds so much<\/p>\n A cornucopia and a cacophony,<\/p>\n Like constant alliteration that runs off the page onto the next<\/p>\n Then being positive, sometimes, just sucks<\/p>\n Wallow can feel so good, like the warm feeling of relief as a young child in the middle of the night<\/p>\n Fatigue makes cowards of us all<\/p>\n Cause without contrast, how can we know the bold colours<\/p>\n Brian Tracy says that life is a series of problems, occasionally interrupted by catastrophes<\/p>\n Looking forward, however, has the best rewards, like blue ribbons that can line the walls<\/p>\n New friends, new day, new-ness<\/p>\n The freshness of knowing the world is better off because we\u2019re here<\/p>\n Reminding us that all is well, not missing<\/p>\n \u201cIn touch\u201d can cost so little,<\/p>\n Even Hallmark has no corner on the market<\/p>\n A note, a photo can hold so much thought and memory<\/p>\n Like a run-on sentence that doesn\u2019t stop for a breath for fear of interruption<\/p>\n The best memories are the ones with sweetness<\/p>\n Worth the revisit<\/p>\n Was just thinking of you, then<\/p>\n God Bless<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Lest We Forget Dr. Raymond Babineau Was it yesterday or the day before that we met? There was so much ahead to see, no need to revisit, only new Friendships came easily and we thought they would last forever, Na\u00efve or strong belief that it could be different than our parents Days seemed endless, and … <\/p>\n