~~Remembering the Past~~
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Thursday, November 6, 2014

~The Last Spring~

I long for Spring again.
Turn back the days when the earth is nurturing
the newly formed buds of color.
Where sunny breeze blows 
warm kisses of laughter.
Spring smiling on all, 
warming the hearts of those who have endured.

Last Spring, 
how could we have known
it would be our last Spring together.
The last time sharing stories from the past,
the last time taking lazy country drives,
the last time sharing afternoon coffee,
the last time for everything.
If only had we known.

Summer...
hectic, scary, confusing.
In and out of hospitals.
Don't leave us Dad
please stay.

Afternoon coffee in the nursing home
has become our new normal,
instead of country drives
we stroll down the hallway,
taking a detour to visit Mom
in the Alzheimer's unit.
Life has dealt us a new hand Dad,
we embrace it, we cherish it, we hold onto it.

The leaves have turned 
scarlet and russet, brown and gold .
Summer is gone and the days grow cold.
It is now Autumn Dad
so beautiful, so radiant with glory.
Yes I know, it is your favorite time of year.

Yes Dad, the leaves have fallen.
Yes Dad, I know it is time.
Yes Dad, I will be alright.

Autumn burned brightly
the day Dad said good-bye

In memory of
Doug Booth
April 17, 1922
October 29, 2014




Doug was my Father In Law
For the last 24 years He was my "Dad"

Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day.
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed and very dear.

I'll see you again Dad, when it's Spring.
                                                   Connie

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Time To Shine



Summer Sundays 
have stepped aside
it is now
"Fall Fridays"
~time to shine~


The calendar reads October,  however my
 rose bushes think other wise.
Summer lingers a little longer here in the south,
casting dancing shadows before the first frost.



Tuesday, October 21, 2014

October is Red


The Sunflower children
Nod to the sun,
Summer is over
Fall has begun.


October is red
And golden and brown.


                          Connie