Birthday Poem for Jamaica Kelley’s Islesboro Party

Islesboro lighthouse

A poem for Jamaica with a Long Title Recognizing that Not Everyone Would Make This Choice in the Same Way; It’s Just Us; But on the Other Hand . . . Anyway, Here’s the Poem. Love, Marilyn and Charlie.

We think we’d like that trip through time

Back to the days we keep enshrined

In amber. All we’ve left behind

By choice or chance. We lose; we find.

But truth and memory seldom rhyme.

Still, if the Wizard made us choose

A moment when our hearts held news

Of Hope and Choice

We would contrive

To stride the world at twenty-five.

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