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Let’s Move to the Desert Judy Van-Ruggles

     05/25/07

It was two thousand four and all lines were crossed

Third time laid off and third great job lost

We made up our minds to make a great change

Shake up our world – lives rearrange

We’ll move to the desert was the thought and the goal

So simple it stuck there and seeped in the soul.

We’ll move to the desert where life will be free

And simple and quiet with our trees thirty three.

We’ll have all the squirrels and kangaroo rats

We’ll watch the red boas and at night watch the bats

We’ll have it all paid for with nothing to lose

A simple solution….you toss and we’ll choose.

So, two thousand four when the lines were all drawn

We made our decision and worked dusk till dawn

We packed our belongings and two hundred odd boxes

To live with the coyotes and small desert foxes.

We took his collection of snakes, lizards and spiders

And parrots and parakeets became our first riders

They were also our losses in single revision

Our family of losses and fond odd division

He lost his collection of various creatures

And lost several tapes of his great double features

We got dumped our boxes and things in the sand

From a company who refused to lend us their hand

Refused to read directions or follow my notes!

Refused to see “fragile” and clothing and coats;

And organized chaos became way of life,

For this our direction and struggle and strife.

We blew with the wind along side the cars

And felt isolated like we’d moved off to Mars.

And soon illness struck him and I left my work

To fill all the needs and supply every quirk

And not working miracles we lived just that way

Seeing the journey there day after day.

Listening to winds and seeing it snow

We wanted to move here, did we like it all?  NO!

But the people were friendly enough so it seemed

Not idealistic or neighborly as I had once dreamed

They were practical, helpful, and standoffish a bit

But we weren’t the socialites from the big money pit

So, we continued to thrive here and I have survived

All the attempts to keep organized for what? I’ve derived!

And why try to bother, just live day to day

It’s easier when you kick back and think a positive way.

It’s tough to BE positive and negatives to lose

But that’s what we wanted and we dreamed and did choose

We want to take care of it, pristine and clean

And leave as we found it, strong, harsh and lean

But full of surprises and smells and the creatures

Make up for the losses and his lost double features.

It’s peaceful sans winds that blow constant with fury

It’s great for the person who’s not in a hurry

It’s the desert the way that God I think intended…

The start of a dream and a lifetime that ended.

He left us with memories and dreams and a future

If we don’t break a seam or bust up a suture.

It’s ours for the taking and for the caring

For the brave and stalwart and crusty and daring.

Judy Van-Ruggles

A widow who hails originally from San Gabriel Valley, migrated east in 2004 with her late husband to stay permanently in Landers.

Judy is first and foremost a poet and has been writing for over 45 years. Rarely does she get paid in anything other than compliments. Writing songs of her own is taxing that’s why she usually sings everybody else’s. Her style and personality is somewhere between Bette Midler and Ethel Merman. She keeps the banjo simple and sings a song as if she lived it! Her writing has been mostly a catharsis in recent years, although humorous and along the lines of Erma Bombeck humor. She tries to look at life on the sunny side, but she’s bipolar and can be melancholy from time to time. She’s mostly a realist with big dreams. This comes across in her writing and lyrics.

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