I badged Karen's poem in hopes that it will give it more visibility. I take comfort in the fact that the things we create usually out last us and continue to impact people. As you know, we are moving in to a new home. So far, we've only moved a few things in to it, one of which is a chair that I inherited from my friend Ralph who was also a poet. Yesterday, I sat alone in that chair and thought about Ralph. He once gave me the advice to create, create, create -particularly any sort of art. He came to the act of creating art late in life and wished he hadn't waited so long. I took comfort in Ralph's poetry when he died, it's nice when our loved ones leave us behind these treasures. I'm sorry for your loss Lil and I'm glad you shared Karen's poem, I enjoyed reading it. I'm curious what you make of the poem. Unrequited love/lust? I hope your days are getting better and I wish you the best with your daughter.