I long to sing of summer
And the brilliance new growth brings
I wish to walk the mossy paths…
Hear bubbly brooks of spring.
I dream of languid evenings
Of cozy drumming rain
Instead, I close my book, fight on my boots
And shovel the driveway again.
A Wife, Mother, Grandmother with tons of experience in the arena called *Life* I love information, and endeavor to utilize it as practically as possible. I have worked as a Healthcare coordinator, HR Manager for over 26 yrs, and still employed (19 +years) as a Property Manager of a large complex (I joke that I’m the mayor of a small city). I have raised 4 children, one of whom (a daughter) ❤️has recently completed suicide,which has changed my life forever. I have 8 lovely grandchildren. I love to write poetry and short stories, cook, explore religious experiences and be in charge of stuff :)
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