The Ecphorizer
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They said we never quarreled; little disagreements were unimportant... they were wrong.
We said we were a quiet family, content with fireside, never restless... we were withering.
He said he had a fine sense of humor and I didn't; always "teasing"... he was insecure.
He said not to worry; always macho, it couldn't happen to him... it did.
I said I thought that independence was the only true security... I am not lonely.
 Maggie Jack Sinram hails from Chula Vista, California, where she paints as well as poetizes. More Articles by Maggie Jack Sinram |
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