Opened Present Laughter and joy Around the table Opened boxes Opened smiles Crumpled wrap Upon the floor Silent house Barren tree Now empty chairs Of those who passed Vacant address Empty box Memories remain Under the tree A gift given Long ago
I watch as the sun sinks low toward the horizon. I am on the shore of Lake Michigan watching yet another sunset. What is it about a sunset that draws us to this daily event? In more than a half century of living, I have been blessed to see hundreds and hundreds of sunsets. I… Continue reading Another Day
It seems I always want more out of life, but can I be content with what I have instead of looking at what I don’t have?
When my past self meets my future self, my future self reassures my past self that things in the future will make a lot more sense. It’s all so confusing.