AITING ON THE FUTURE...
Hummingbird, don't fly away...
Today is one of those days since my eyes flew open I been in the past. I got up and I saw a tree I've known for nearly half a century, that was struck by lightening 30 yrs ago, has finally fallen down. Just another piece of life gone. It may seem so trivial to you but imagine peering thru my window to the field day after day for 45 years and seeing that tree, now its NOT there!
Diamond Girl you sure do shine.
That along with listening to my old music has taken me back to 1972, and I just want to be there I don't want to be here anymore. Loss has shattered me in a lot of ways every blade of grass I adored is to me special and I don't know any other way to be in my life.
Annie has been glued to me today she senses something I wish I knew what she knows...She knows things about me that I do not know...
Castles in the Sand.
It just lays there so when I look out the window I feel this sense of time past and of loss. It's like I want it to stand back up....be strong again, grow limbs and new needles... The readers of these Writtin's know I am wrestling with grief and the places it takes you. Trust me you don't want to be in that place. I keep telling myself these are the bridges I must cross on my way to the rainbow bridge of my own life. I want to find a shortcut.
Go on East of Ginger Trees.
I wish I had seen it fall or even heard it, then I could have stood witness to how tall and strong it once stood, but it just fell so silently and so mysteriously...just down on the ground dust to dust and all that.
I'll Pray for You. So short will be the time I will stay with you.
It's like I jumped thru one of those black holes, and it sucked me right back in time...and Im stuck there. I see the Christmas trees of the past, I hear the moans of life, I see their faces, and I hear their voices. They seem to be saying it was good, we had good.
You are the children's eyes and I am the days gone by.
Years are just like they say, sands in the hourglass but each grain must flow one by one by one...I have been struck by lightening.
We may never pass this way again.
Footnotes from Songs of Seals n Crofts
Diamond Girl you sure do shine.
That along with listening to my old music has taken me back to 1972, and I just want to be there I don't want to be here anymore. Loss has shattered me in a lot of ways every blade of grass I adored is to me special and I don't know any other way to be in my life.
Annie has been glued to me today she senses something I wish I knew what she knows...She knows things about me that I do not know...
Castles in the Sand.
It just lays there so when I look out the window I feel this sense of time past and of loss. It's like I want it to stand back up....be strong again, grow limbs and new needles... The readers of these Writtin's know I am wrestling with grief and the places it takes you. Trust me you don't want to be in that place. I keep telling myself these are the bridges I must cross on my way to the rainbow bridge of my own life. I want to find a shortcut.
Go on East of Ginger Trees.
I'll Pray for You. So short will be the time I will stay with you.
It's like I jumped thru one of those black holes, and it sucked me right back in time...and Im stuck there. I see the Christmas trees of the past, I hear the moans of life, I see their faces, and I hear their voices. They seem to be saying it was good, we had good.
You are the children's eyes and I am the days gone by.
Years are just like they say, sands in the hourglass but each grain must flow one by one by one...I have been struck by lightening.
We may never pass this way again.
Footnotes from Songs of
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