Last night we put up the tree...always a sentimental return to years gone by.
The company of moments melts
And molds brief present to long past
How swift the sparkle ‘ere it rests
In the flash-freeze of ever-cast
I tremble for within my hold
I sense the sweet and sacred rush
Of mercy’s moment-metered gold
Soft-slipping through my fumbling touch
How quick a year gathers its frock
And girls and curls ride on its hem
Those darling lads that stole our hearts
Soon take their place among life’s men
The give and take within Time’s haste
Impresses on my thought today
That I cannot afford to waste
These moments ‘ere they melt away
© Janet Martin
ahhhhh.....
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we were there once
now we're here
good, good times!
ReplyDeleteHad to see this again. Is that Katrina in the navy pants?
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That sure was some tree:)
K sorry no now I see...it's Matt.
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The years are 1999 and 2000. Victoria was looking for herself until she realized she was not born yet;0
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