Some things are not a
big deal
i guess
like tennis balls…
chew toys…
me and you…
i guess
i wonder…
if you had been born
would we have played
in green fields
until
we both came home
smelling so much
like earthy things
your mother would have made
us both
take baths?
Were
you
afraid
before
IT
happened?
like
i
am afraid…?
i wish you were here…
and would tell me everything is
going to be OK
is it going to be ok?
i wish…
i wish
we could have gone on
other walks
instead of this one
but i want you to know…
before they put me
to sleep…
when
i
close
my eyes
i will dream
of you…
and will look for you
in heaven’s wide open spaces..
i will be the one
with a red tennis ball
so when
we finally meet
like we should have met
can we please oh please
finally play
like we should have played?
if only…
if only…
… well you know…
i wish you…
i wish I
would have…
mattered
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Hi, my name is Kae Bucher. Thanks for stopping by.
I was born in the Florida Keys, but grew up in the Bay Area before migrating south for college. I completed my bachelor’s in English at Fresno Pacific University in California, where I minored in Christian ministry. I have also had the privilege of serving as a youth pastor.
In addition to teaching special needs students and raising four children, I also studied Special Education as a graduate student at FPU. I have now been writing for over twenty years.
Recently, I have written articles for iPatriot, and I am in the process of converting my front room into a greenhouse. I like storing humor and greenery, weeds and poetry, in mental tin cans. You will find my humanitarian dreams and political leanings organized accordingly.
Feel free to dig through my buckets…
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Heavy heart after this. Tragic and feeling it in Vancouver.
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So sad 😦
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