Thanks for posting your beautiful poem Mom! (And thanks for the indirect reminder to post mine!)
Here’s mine for this week: It’s a fairly sad children’s poem but I’m posting it this week because next week, I want to post an amazing poem that one of my students wrote in response to this one last year. I remember feeling like this when Rachel M. moved away at the end of my junior year of high school. Remember Mom?
by Judith Viorst
The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.
Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.
December’s come to stay.
They’ve taken back the Mays and Junes
Since Hanna moved away.
Flowers smell like halibut.
Velvet smells like hay.
Every handsome dog’s a mutt
Since Hanna moved away.
Nothing’s fun to laugh about.
Nothing’s fun to play.
They call me, but I won’t come out
Since Hanna moved away.
Salmon and Souvlaki 
Aaaah. My Hanna was Susan, end of fifth grade.
In searching for a poem, I came on your “Hanna” poem and almost put on another Judith Viorst poem. Maybe next time.
And, yes, I sure do remember.
I agree that browns and pinks look good together…it’s more the blue and cream bedding that I’m having a difficult time seeing next to the pink carpet! Oh well, life will surely go on…maybe in time we’ll collect an area rug for the bedroom ;o) There were some great tan/khaki curtains left in the living room and we painted a couple of the walls in the room a beige color, so hopefully it will all come together! (The living room/dining room/kitchen are all in one open room.)