As the 20’s were roaring A baby girl was born Joining two sisters She completed the Ryan home; Though Dad Ryan Had always wanted a son He took one look at Virginia And his heart was won; The baby became a lovely girl Her mahogany hair in a braid or two Though Dad had wished… Read More Virginia
Growing on the branches Of every family tree Are many different characters And personalities; Some are naturally sweet Or just pretty to see While others win awards For the smartest on the tree; On another branch Are fruit with thicker skins A little more sour than sweet But strong to the bitter end; Still one… Read More Bad Apple
There’s an angel On my tree My Joshua You’ll always be; Greatly missed And deeply remembered …Always… Not just in December; In my heart I’ll carry you This holiday And the whole year through
Up atop a rocky mound, What thoughts, may you have found? Visiting the land so green, Oh, the sights you must have seen. Carved Celtic stones Housing ancient bones; Rolling countryside Where sheep abide; When they are shorn Intricate sweaters be worn; By your ancestors, old and new. The light filters down Where you are… Read More Ireland’s Rose
Flat, square, oblong or round; Plenty of cookies can be found. Rolled dough, decorated by hand. Some cut into shapes; a gingerbread man. Dusted with powdered sugar; kissed with love. A few nuts; sprinkled from above. Domes, with secrets inside; Bright, red cherries, do hide. So many choices, festive treats; Icing drips down these tasty… Read More All I Want for Christmas is a Sweet Tooth
Isn’t it funny how we all remember things differently? I can’t tell you how many times a group of us has reminisced, only to find out we don’t all quite share the same details about how it all went down. Sure, the major facts usually validate themselves – locations, people, and events – but more… Read More Reality – Yours, Mine, Ours
Ticktock, ticktock, Clicks my grandfather clock; As the spectacular pendulum swings. One hand points to the minutes, Another the hours of the day, While the monthly window, Features a celestial display. Memories of another clock, Not as fancy as todays, With less instruments to spy, A relic from day’s gone by. Though it lacked in… Read More The Grandfather Clock
It’s amazing the transformation that can happen in a little more than a decade. When we moved to our current house 13 years ago, the suburban yard displayed a wide array of mature trees, but little else was visible around the acre landscape. What did plentifully exist, was a wide expanse of grass. Oddly absent… Read More Once again, the birds sing
THE CHRISTMAS (MEMORY) TREE As I unpacked ornaments, decorated and then enjoyed the sparkling beauty of this year’s tree, a theme became quite apparent. Whether glittery, handmade, or purely sentimental, my ornament collection has morphed into a collage of life’s memories. I noticed one ornament, depicting a winter scene against a satin green backdrop. It… Read More THE CHRISTMAS (MEMORY) TREE
Digging through a box of long forgotten memorabilia from yesteryear, my dad uncovered a portrait of my grandmother, his mom, amidst the clutter. Tucked in between collectible advertisement cards, wedding announcements, and school reports she had collected from distant relatives and acquaintances, her face appeared. Although somewhat strange to see the image of someone you… Read More Her Legacy
