And so uncle Manny
smoked cigars and whenever
at the age of
three we visited their
home in Port Washington
I remember opening the
door and being struck
by that manly associated
aroma followed by my
Aunt Jeanette’s arms and
Tippy’s cold wet nose
Cigars then became to
me and continue to
do the odor of
family and love and
of support for while
my own family life
was abysmal filled with
hate bigotry and ignorance
there in Port Washington
and with the cigars
came love and affection
Category: Growing Up
WomenGirls
And I’m sitting here
with four generations of
women and as surprising
as to me being
a man they appear
to be just girls
girls talking about girls
things painting their nails
and hairstyles and dresses
I don’t think that
I can describe just
how cute and beautiful
they all really are
BeingAnything
Being anything with yourself
is harder than being
anything with anyone else
Let’s start with forgiveness
forgiving others is easy
we all do it
all of the time
But when was the
last time that you
forgave yourself or let’s
try selfishness we all
have been selfish with
others but when was
the last time you
allowed yourself to be
selfish with you being
almost anything with yourself
is in fact the
cornerstone of your happiness
No not your happiness
with others but only
your happiness with yourself
Songs
There are some songs
which reverberate causing goosebumps
because I think they
resonate with every cell
making them stand up
like an audience inspired
clapping and hooting whistling
and then there are
other songs that promote
thought quiet thinking thought
that washes over me
like I’m a beach
being languidly lapped teasingly
taunted to go deeper
but I think that
my favorite song of
all is the symphony
which I hear when
my head is cradled
in your arms and
chest the distant drum
of heart and the
soothing syncopation of your
heart giving you life
HeavensLanguage (for Bean)
Bean told me today
that his little brother
at the wise age
of three admitted his
happiness was because he
loved Bean that’s truth
I reminded Bean for
only three year olds
speak nothing but innocent
truths which by the
way is the same
language spoken in Heaven
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 