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I was so embarrassed by that poem, actually, it was intended as a song. I did set it to music that I can’t render here but it had a sort of nasal twang, I never tried another song.

in 2021, the year of my 30th wedding anniversary, I got a bit of flesh –a ‘lesion’– removed from my face near my nose and went into a melt down. I was completely absorbed with this transition for a couple of years was and then slowly forgot about it.

I am a new person today. Physically versatile and competent where I used to be so clumsy and helpless, and went away in my mind. For instance, I couldn’t do cartwheels when I was a kid. Although I still can’t do that at 64, I am gaining so many common skills that lacked as a childhood reader who laid around the house indiscriminately reading children’s novels and my fathers books.

Time heals all wounds.