GOODBYE

The Oscar and Poppy left a few days ago. I was over at the neighbors watering their plants. There on the deck were some little flip flops, evidence that only shortly before I could play and listen to that little boy Oscar. He had gone home with his family but his little shoes had been left behind only to remind me that he wasn't there anymore. Down stairs I put away the old homemade dogs. I threw the yellow one in the fruit room only to notice little holes that had been made so many years ago by a little girl who loved to pluck the hair off the dog and rub it on her face. She is all grown up and gone now. I went into the hall bathroom and there on the floor in front of the tub were little tub toys. Men and trucks, washcloths and castile soap, thrown out of the tub and replaced on the tub edge by razors and shaving lotion. The swimmer types in the family must shave to look presentable. One day soon they too will be gone. Life moves on wings of eagles enjoy every minute of the ride.