Sunday, September 8, 2019

Poetic Bloomings Second wind


Third Wind?

It took a second wind,
a strong wind to blow me on to a stage
wearing a cap and gown for my degree.
The second wind blew me through
working on online classes each evening
and writing weekly papers while caregiving.
I graduated from high school in 1976,
from college in 2017, at almost fifty-nine.
It would take a mighty third wind for my master’s.

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