Past and Present
The gray stone,
Hundreds of years ago,
Others will pass
And I forgotten.
Time…
©CMM. 2021
Ode to Autumn
I heard an owl outside my window
Breaking dark and morning flight
Then another answers soon after
Together harmony hooting quietA leaf is heard falling softly
Autumn speaks a gentle sound
Lagging song bird breaks the silence
And I am the only one aroundRustic red donned the tree tops
Top to bottom as they fall
Sweet farewell for winters coming
Leaving the trunk standing tallcopyright: CMM 2020
A Sunday
My daughter and my 3 grandchildren and me at a local farm.
Grandchildren are the crowning glory of the aged; parents are the pride of their children.
–Proverbs 17:6
