Last week Melissa came home for a day, so Emily did too! When Matt and Victoria arrived after school all four siblings did a lot of catch-up talking and laughing…I
snagged its ‘becoming-rarer-these-days’ canticle to meld into a
memory-melody…Today Emily (on far right) is celebrating her birthday and I am
celebrating 23 years of motherhood;-)
Oh, play those plush-brushed keys of memories soft, sweet
and slow
For Time composes melodies unrivaled in its flow
Run suave and velvet fingers over echoes lingering
Like epitaphs upon life’s paths of morn-to-evening
Oh, touch the strings of heart-soul things; a blue-gold
violin
Unleashing strains of yester-rains and time’s unruly grin
As we retrace expended grace, for living’s pace is such
That in its rush we tender much to its unyielding clutch
Oh, sing once more that lovely chorus rich with what once
was
And blend upon mute moment-spawn a tempo of applause
That God saw fit to bless a bit of time’s tick-tock alloy
With memories that compose melodies of utter joy
© Janet Martin