Finding Legos

Yellow ones, red ones, blue and green…

No matter what room I go to, those little blocks are seen.

Tucked underneath the couch, & near our cat’s litter box,

Hiding between the covers & near where my husband throws his socks!

As I crouch down on the floor, retrieving cat toys under the TV,

Pet hair, cords & cat toys & Legos are what I see!

As I tidy up the living room, moving papers here & there,

I find blocks that snap together, spreading colors everywhere.

There are guns to shoot the zombies & rifles 2 feet long.

The builder of these masterpieces, makes them very strong.

Oh the robots & the weapons, made for battles of that day,

Are the evidence of a happy child, who came to see us & to play.

As I pick up all the Legos, that have somehow missed their box,

I’m reminded of a sweet little boy & the way he plays & talks.

“Get the zombies, Grandpa! Run! We have to hide!”

“Oh no, they just got Grandma! Now she’s a zombie & she died!”

There’s an awesome little boy, 4 years old with an infectious grin.

Each time I’m finding Legos, I’m reminded he was here again!

(Dedicated to my awesome, Lego-loving grandson)

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Sweet Maggie

Photo: Cari Kissel

It was love at first sight, on that first day we met.
You were now part of our family & not just a pet.
You came with your issues, anxieties & pain,
But with patience & love, you were easy to train.

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It didn't take long for others to see
That there was a bond forming between you & me.
I helped you through your "stuff" & you helped me through mine....
And our love grew much deeper with the passage of time.




But time has a way of not playing fair....
For it wanted to take you & I was unwilling to share.
Call me selfish & greedy for not giving you up,
But you were my fur-child, my friend & my pup!

You would have stayed longer, out of love for us all,
But death gave you no choice, when it paid you a call.
That insidious thief snatched you out of our sight,
Though it mercifully took you while you slept in the night.

It left in its wake, such grief & despair,
For our sweet, precious Maggie was no longer there.
You would give no more greetings as we walked through the door....
No more waggy-tailed waddling, no more "gacks" on the floor.

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There would be no more begging, with those pitiful eyes,

Nor would we again see the famous "Maggie Capsize".

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Maggie "capsized"

We have missed everything about you, especially your smile...
And would travel to see you, no matter the mile.


But Heaven doesn't offer a Visitor's Pass,
And we can't see you rolling in Heavenly meadows of grass.

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We can't see the joy written all over your face,
But I know that will change when again we embrace.

Oh Maggie, sweet Maggie, how we wish you were here,
But at times we can sense you & feel you are near.
Though we now have our Penny dog & we do love her too,
There's a Maggie-shaped space in our hearts just for you.

I will love you forever, we all will, you see....
And when my time comes, I hope you'll come to greet me....
For I miss you so much, my sweet Maggie girl
And when you crossed Heaven's rainbow, it shattered my world.

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Though life marches on & it softens the pain,
At the end of my journey, I will see you again!!
Until that time comes, I will live as you lived....
Always smiling & loving, & enjoying life like a kid!


So here's to you, my sweet Maggie girl!
To your family, you were THE greatest dog in the world!
What you taught us the most, came from the good Lord above,
For you exemplified His unconditional love!

Photo: Cari Kissel
Image of Maggie in the clouds
Crossed Rainbow Bridge on 3/11/15

© Cari Kissel




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Woe Is Me!!

Stop the world....I want to get off!!

I can't take it anymore.

Everything I do takes effort.

Life itself is such a chore!

Always tired despite the hours

I have spent in slumber sweet.

I awake in full exhaustion,

Dreading the coming day to meet.

I can't stop my head from pounding,

Despite all efforts that I make.

I'm tired of meds & so-called healing.

Much more of this I cannot take.

I have many plans before me....

Places to go & things to do.

I want life to be worth living....

Life for me is far from through.

I'm just worn out from the journey

That I have to make each day...

Just to function for the moment.

All that's left to do is pray.

I have faith in my sweet Father.

I believe that He loves me.

I pray that with His help & guidance,

I'll be the best that I can be!

© Cari Kissel 1994

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