Colors fading, roe depleted Vibrant purpose Still within Another life Another season Regenerate a generation From without and then again From within Progeny bolting forward Not one but all Around again Know from what they came A scale from one to ten It only counts if you're counting From without and then again From within
Uncle Johnny
He died in July of 1980 when Norin and I were on our honeymoon in Tahiti, but I didn't know he was gone until we returned home two weeks later. "Johnny died" my mother whispered over the phone. I was sitting on the burgundy Victorian sofa in the living room of the house I rented... Continue Reading →