When I’m Gone

NaBloPoMo  prompt for today?

What do you hope people remember about you after you’re gone?

Very brief… in between meetings and classes and a trip to Washington DC.


At my age, I have many friends and mentors who are already gone.

What do I remember about most of them? How they were, personally, with me.

So, even though I hope people remember my poetry,





I think it is more likely that they each will remember how I was, personally, with them.


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