Christmas Morning - 100-word snippet

The phone rang and woke me up. As I fumbled with the iPad on the nightstand to see who called, I thought I had disconnected the call. It was shortly after five o’clock in the morning. The call was from a daughter who lives five hours behind us. Perhaps it was a butt call, but I should call her back. I got out of bed to go across the room to get my phone. The call was still on. Cheerfully my daughter said, “Merry Christmas. It’s time to get up.” Ah yes. That’s how it was. The sweet old times.

Thankful

I am thankful for the morning coffee, the beauty of nature, the graceful flowers, the gathering of family and friends, the joy of living, the journey of life, the things that make me smile, the anticipation, the heart-warming stories, the fragrance of a burning candle.

October

October. Leaves change colors, creating stunning visuals. The soul is refreshed, as the cool breeze blows on the body wrapped in a warm sweater. Dry leaves produce pleasing sounds as they scuttle on the ground. The body utilizes all senses to process pleasing thoughts and pictures which have entered the mind. Pumpkins. Spices. Birthdays. Carousel. Wooden horses. Swings. Climbing ropes. Flowers. Butterflies. Dragonflies. A lone horse. A carrot. Biscuits. Thyme. Chicken stew. Malbec. Forrester. Togetherness. Fireplace. Warmth. Snuggles. Kisses. Coziness. A walk. A tractor ride. Sand burs. Piano. Train whistles. Ice cream in half-gallon cartons. Crab melts. Pies. Cowboy boots.

My Love

I don’t want September to pass by
Without telling you how much you’re loved
When autumn air blows on your hair
Your soft skin glows I hold you tight
You are as beautiful as ever you were
The first time we met and every morning after
You greet me with a sweet smile

That warms my heart the whole day through

With you I will never feel alone

You’re my steady rock I’ll never let go

In Peace

Today we lost a member of our family. The world lost a WWII veteran. We share the sadness and hold the memories of which we were all a part, we will be brought closer together. We will cry and laugh and rejoice together. He had gone in peace and our hearts will be at peace. Many stories will be told about him. The youngest generation got to see him and witness the family love surrounding him. They will recall the time they flew across the country to spend one full day with him. Their mother had chosen the right date.

Disney 2019

July came and July’s gone
But our memories linger on
We had fun in rain or shine
In blistering feet or sweltering heat
Under ponchos or soaking wet
We didn’t complain nor did we pout
Rides got cancelled? We didn’t slow down
We made them up next time around
We never mind repeating rides
If in riding pleasure we found
We changed the rules and fixed the times
We skipped our naps if that’s required
We set the pace that few can match
We had the fervor many desire
We welcomed Ông who came this year
With anticipation and without fear
We raised a toast in celebration
For the Prodigal Son’s inspiration

Emotions

What if evil wins
When Superman can’t save the day
Don’t we all yearn for
Justice and Love prevailing
Will we continue to fight
When evil threatens to win
Who will drop a tear
If things don’t go our way
Can I turn away
And pretend nothing bothers me
If I make a cry
Will anyone really hear
Will I be drown out
In the battle cries for victory
I pray for the strength
My raw emotions will carry me