Writing

For the Best

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I wasn’t happy with your decision
But I will admit I respected you for it
I see you standing against that gray wall
A blue Dodger’s cap on your head
Your sunglasses in your hand
That look of resolve on your face
I’m going, and it’s for the best, you said.
I looked up the track when I heard the train whistle
Reached for my cell phone for a photo
Give me a big grin, I coaxed, and you flashed your straight, white teeth
Grabbing me up, you twirled me around,
Then, set me down gently and picked up your bag
I’ll text when I get there, you said, and I smiled
After the train departed, I went down to the river to pray

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Published by lenleatherwood

I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 30 years in Southern California. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a two-time Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of four darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 44 years.

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