Blink

by | May 12, 2025 | Home Life

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Wrinkly Bits

A Blinking Poem by Gail Cushman

Blink

I’m 17 and headed off to school

To learn about life and gain some other tools.

Blink

The Marine Corps called and I answered the phone

Off I went to boot camp, but wasn’t alone.

Blink

I met a Marine pilot, whose name was Tom

We fell in love but before long, he was in Vietnam.

Blink

Along came a baby, Elizabeth was her name

The years fled by and things were never the same

Blink

And then came Cole, a mere two years behind

 He rattled our brains, a phenomenon that would blow our minds.

Blink

They lived at home for eighteen years and then they were gone

To college, the Marine Corps, Vegas and beyond.

Blink

We worried and fretted, and now and then they sent mail

Wondering what they were up to, praying Cole wasn’t in jail.

Blink

But then Cole found Pam and went to mine gold

They had Tommy and Nate, then moved to the cold

Blink

What Elizabeth up to? Don’t worry, I’m fine

She found Chris, who was one of a kind

Blink

Maggie and Roe, tiny babies they were the best

But in just a blink they’re now leaving the nest.

Blink

Little did I know Tom and I would last so long

But 51.8 years, in a blink he was gone.

Blink

Then I met Cowboy, and took a chance

On love again, and a bit of romance.

Blink

All the worries, all the fears

The months sped by and then the years.

Blink

We’ve gone on adventures, trips and such

Sometimes I thought I was doing too much.

Blink

But then I blinked, and made a new list

Of things to see, do, that I don’t want to miss.

Blink

The tears of joy, sorrow, and hurt

But then I blinked awake on the right side of the dirt.

Blink

My 79 years have sped by in a flash

And what I learned is that it passed by too blinking fast.

Blink


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