For Susan Tuttle

Dashing, splashing, vibrant colors

left in the wake

of a dashing, splashing, vibrant person

Spirited smile, thoughtful teacher

sincere critiques, always wanting us

to leave the middle ground, and 

soar to the heights of what is possible

The waves of life tossed her about

overwhelmed at times, she kept going

her favorite expression…lol

Susan gave and gave 

until she had no choice

but to finally rest 

This is not an epilogue

for we carry her good will 

and shared knowledge with us

always, never ending

Shirley Radcliff Bruton


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Goodbye, for now

“Stop it, or I’ll start crying,” Susan said.

“But I want you to know how much I love the blanket you gave me,” I said.

I shared my love of her blanket just months before Susan Tuttle’s passing. She had a habit of giving me small presents, usually cat themed. My favorite is a leopard printed throw in unusual and bright colors. I curl up under that blanket most every time I sit in my lounge chair.

Susan and I enjoyed a great love of cats. Her last cat was an imaginary girl named PITA (pain in the ass), and I have six food-to-poop converters. I bet PITA didn’t throw up hairballs daily. I wonder if I could get an imaginary cat or cats.

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