On my last job, managing a siding warehouse, I met Mr. Ed. He was a fine gentleman of a generation gone by. He was our driver and delivery person. We found a lot in common and in between trips sat in rocking chairs talking about a little bit of everything. He came down with pneumonia and died the last year I worked there. It was a great loss for all of us.
I learned a lot there
sitting in a rocking chair
listening to age
speaking wisdom and knowledge
into my mind and my soul
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Thank you Mr. Ed
Painting of me and Mr. Ed: Dwight L. Roth
Beautiful poem and story. It shines with care and love.
Miriam
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Thank you very much. You are right!
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wonderful story and you’ve captured it so well in your poem
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Thank you Jim, I appreciate your kind comment!
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Nothing like a rocking chair conversation with a wise elder! I love ❤️ your poem.
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Thanks Jan. We had some good times and good conversations!
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Sweet story and a beautiful painting to complement your poem! 🙂
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Thank you Kim for your kind comment!
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My pleasure Dwight! It is superb! 🙂
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Great post and painting, Dwight!!!
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Thank you Chuck!
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So sorry for the loss – but you’ve created a beautiful painting and poem to commemorate him. You know it reminds me a bit of my grandfather. They were lawn chairs instead of rocking chairs, but he and I used to sit out in the garage in the summer evenings and just talk and talk and talk. I miss those days very much!
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Thank you for you kind words. This was about nine years ago. But I still think about our connections back then!
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #7: Dwight Roth’s latest #tankaprose!
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Dwight, this one hit my heart and inspired me to write about a similar experierance. What I like about your style is your choice of simple words that tell the message. So beautiful and inspiring. -Bob Evans
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Thanks Bob! It is like playing the guitar… three chords and the truth! Less is more for me!
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