I'm sneaking through the creaking screen door and offering amaretto chocolate cheese cake to appease the gods and tummies tied to a sweet tooth.

Not exactly a girl-song, but indicative of strength, determination, and personal pride, how 'bout "Je ne Regrette Rien" (Edith Piaf).

Now for the pleading: please read the thread "The Years Go by Fast". The rest of the story is that my father had this poem but his house burned down in 1995, and we lost it in the fire. I wrote my final poetry essay in high school as an overview of aging, with this poem as the introduction. We read and discussed life through this poem more than once over the years.

The family was summoned by my grandmother this weekend (she passed away; we attended her memorial). We are a HUGE catholic (some practicing, some non-) family and once again, the absence of this poem was felt. If anyone can help? Many thanks and blessings.

Love,

Sheye