Saturday, December 24, 2022
Sting of internal salt in eye
Frown time...wistful goodbye
To Gulf of Maine and dulse sweet air,
Fog shrouds, heartbeat waves and herring gull cry.
Bones and ashes under the red pine,
Memories of life past and life passed...
And flashbacks in the minds eye of earlier times.
Youthful fun and foolishness long since faded
Into shadow and mists. So things go…and so do I.
Sincerest condolences on Stephanie’s passing. She was truly the “finest kind”.
