Neighbor Sarah

Another dear friend and extended family member has gone to be with Jesus. Rest in Peace Sarah.

Further Away

A poem I wrote for my second wife Marilyn after the death of her mother. It has double meaning for me now that she is gone as well. Thanks to my friend Libby Miller for the inspiration.

Unseen Homeland

This is from Marilyn’s friend Kris via her friend Karen and thence her friend Paula to me. I confess I have been remiss in posting this. Each time I looked … Read More

Rising Trail

With the help, I am sure, of Marilyn’s spirit, I climbed up out of the Valley of Death after our parting at the Gate. I still ache from the climb.

Written in Sand

From our last vacation. Half Moon Bay in California. Marilyn was as happy as a little girl. She wrote that in the sand with her finger and was literally chortling … Read More

Dear Dad

I refer you to this post. Now that you and my beloved wife have all the time in the universe to get acquainted, I hope the two of you can … Read More

Yet a While

My dear friend Mary Pitt sent me this poem she wrote for her beloved husband. He too, has departed and this poem now has special meaning for me as well. … Read More

O Wife

O Wife for my beloved Marilyn Bonita God did smile when we met happiest either had been yet Love had blossomed we both grew each made the other whole and … Read More

Funeral Blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the … Read More

Mirror and candle

There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it. Edith Wharton, Vesalius in Zante US novelist (1862 – 1937) Note – everything … Read More