I wrote this poem in 1984. It was a chilly day with rain on the way. That Saturday, I wrapped myself in a soft blanket, filled with love and care. And I filled myself with a firm resolve to strengthen my being and take action where needed.

Remembering When

In the quiet solitude
Of my home,
I settle myself
In a cozy chair,
As I recollect
My distant past.

I remember many
Thoughts and memories
Of my life.

I remember my
Triumphant moments
As well as my
Terrifying dismays
Of many a lit past.

The days,
The weeks,
The years gone by,

All lined up like
A bittersweet bouquet
Arranged as a
Beautiful vine.

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Original text and image ©2025 by Karen Lynn-Chlup. All rights reserved.