September's kick-off was lively and lovely
in spite of the fact that I was mourning August's exodus.
Today is like an invitation, lovely as can be
To turn moments still in motion, into memory
Sculptor, poet, painter, potter; we are one of these
Turning morning’s latest offer into memories
Heartstrings tangle with the angle of shadow and breeze
As we wrangle threads that dangle, into memories
Today brims with perfect reasons to do all we dare
To make memories from seasons slipping to thin air
For all that remains tomorrow of today, you see
From fragments of joy or sorrow is its memory
Make the most of moment-tinder’s sparkling cuppa tea
Because time transcends its cinders in a memory
© Janet Martin
Make the most of moment-tinder’s sparkling cuppa tea...
Because time transcends its cinders in a memory
from this...
to this...
I turned my back to take a 'memory-shot...
and when I turned around two more had wiggled beneath the quilt ...
It wasn't long before another joined them...
(tiniest tot was tucked into bed in the house)
Welcome, Sweet September!
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