Autumn

an idyll for Euston

my breath you steal upon cresting the hill and down i go that well-trodden way past the asters and chickory towards the woods again we go. Definition of idyll 1 a :a simple descriptive work in poetry or prose that deals with rustic life or pastoral scenes or suggests a mood of peace and contentment […]

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One by One

Tonight will be the 11th anniversary of my Moms death. At only 54 years old, and a new Grandma only 2 months, at 5:45 pm my Mom passed away at home with all of us around her. I remember the old Maple out front was still golden. Enya was playing on the CD player, and Dad […]

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