This poem resonates with me. Recently spent a couple of months in Cambridge, MA, sharing space with two Great Danes as well as two grandkids. John On Wed, Dec 16, 2009 at 11:44 AM, Lawrence Helm <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx > wrote: > Some time ago when I was > > Feeling weak with a damaged > > Arm and my Ridgeback > > Girls were willful and strong > > I thought about a time > > When one of them would age > > And be gone and I might . . . > > > > I wasn’t sure what I might, > > But thought small – a smaller > > Ridgeback existence – learning > > Small ones existed in Oregon. > > I told my son who in a burst of > > Essential sonness promised > > To drive however far I wished. > > > > Since then my girls have grown > > More considerate and I have > > Strengthened my arm and my son > > Has lost his Jeep and now drives > > An old Toyota with a weak battery > > Or bad alternator or something else > > Electrical and stays mostly at home. > -- John McCreery The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN Tel. +81-45-314-9324 jlm@xxxxxxxxxxxx http://www.wordworks.jp/