To Marlena Poem by Wendy Dobro

Don't fault yourself
for approaching life passionately.
It would be much like the moon not rising.

That's what makes you, you.
And, what makes you so full of life.
Not dull like so many that appear
glazed-over, dragging their feet.

I watched the moon rise over Mount San Jacinto,
as I pulled into my complex this evening.
I felt so lucky to have noticed it,
or, to have been noticed.

Leaving work today was like so many times in my life;
people are always so nice to me as I walk away.

Ride your horses; drive your sports car.
Embrace what's inside you that paints
a dining room red and makes it work.
Don't hate yourself for being beautiful.

And me, I'll go to Bishop for the summer.