family

Her Favorite Song Was “My Way”

In less than six months, I've lost both of my sisters. On July 1, 2022, my sister Shirley passed. And now, my sister Charlotte. Charlotte passed away on November 25, 2022. In the last few weeks, she went from being full of energy and living independently to needing oxygen 24/7 and home health services. Instead… Continue reading Her Favorite Song Was “My Way”

Inspiration · Nature

Meditation on Life and Mom #MondayBlogs #MothersDay

My mother is one of 12 children.  She is 92 now.  In all likelihood, she'll see her 93rd birthday in late October.  She was a middle child, but now she's the oldest, having survived six of her siblings.  The youngest girl, my Aunt Edith, is in hospital now.  Dying.  From cancer that appears to have… Continue reading Meditation on Life and Mom #MondayBlogs #MothersDay

Poetry

Poem: She Burned Bright #Mondayblogs #poetry

The following poem was published on The Community Storyboard way back in June 2013.  I confess this re-post is in part because I'm at a loss for new material.  The well runneth dry at the moment.  But another reason is because I'm preparing to take a free online class on how to write poetry.  The… Continue reading Poem: She Burned Bright #Mondayblogs #poetry

Poetry

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Lovely poem, lovely photo, evoke memories of my childhood.

The RunningFather Blog

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Cedars are heavy with snow.
How the fine fine needles hold.
I know to walk as a lite, warm bird,
–let the snow be cold.

Absurd to walk into first
snows. The cedars, domed, and great firs
know that rare October snows
occur where cones lay among bones.

by Jim Aldrich

All Poetry by RunningSon, aka Jim Aldrich

.namaste.   -• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •-   .namaste.

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