Posts filed under ‘in memory of’
three years
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as another year passes,
i say goodbye…
again…
reliving the last days
before an unexpected farewell.
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every moment is engraved
deep within my mind
&
my body still aches
with
each beat of my heart.
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~
a decade passed
∫
ten birthdays,
two bar mitzvahs,
first jobs
&
concerts.
∫
sports and art expos,
a high school graduation,
driving a car
&
one off to college.
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dreams so desperately wished upon
have passed without her here ~ ~ ~
and
though i see her in their eyes
and
feel her in my heart,
the sadness of missing my mother will never fade
or
truly
ever
depart.
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a note to my neighbor
.
i do not know you
and
you do not know me.
our eyes have met a couple of times
but
words have never been exchanged.
i know you are troubled –
you keep to yourself.
i understand this need,
so
i keep my distance…..
.
you live across my driveway.
i see your house every single day.
we breathe the same air
and
we hear the same birds.
when i stand in my kitchen,
your red shades always stare at me
and
the old Ford Maverick smiles,
as i leave for work each day.
.
i have been thinking, as of late,
i have not seen you in a while.
no visitors stopping by
or
a trash can on the curb.
i know you are a very private person
but
being TOO alone can be a curse.
i worry.
.
.
i did not know you
and
you did not know me
but
if life had been different,
we may have been friends.
.
please know i wish you peace.
.
.
.
.
voices
¦
hanging onto every word
which
falls
gently
from
the
sky
¦
the
cherished
voices
from
our
past
which
never leave our side
¦
¦
¦
what was once…
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the naughty threesome
always hungry and goofy
my treasured goofballs
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ßill, Peyton and Jordan
a little note: This is quite a wonderful picture – not because Bill and Peyton have a pretzel in their eye and Jordan was trying to hold a pretzel in his eye, failed and looked utterly goofy – no – it is a wonderful photo because #1. Peyton had a grilling fork in his hand and #2. Jordan had the Chicago Tribune movie section in his lap. If there is one thing Bill did that was so very, very special, it was to encourage my boys’ passion – cooking, food and movies. & when the three were together, I could never tell who the grown up was……ever…
Memorial Day – Remembering
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reflections of the past
their call to duty
so many lives… lost
we remember with honor
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March 19th
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lots of flowing tears
giggles here and there
thoughtful walks with Pee
a day of memories
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two years have come and gone
year three has just begun
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unremitting
˜
two years have passed
the guilt still thrives
the pain still swells
you are missed terribly
∞
gone too soon
♦
♦
wishes and dreams embark
floating away to nowhere
loneliness and sadness ensue
lying in the ground
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