Their voices Join a chorus Of all who have come before us The melody Both beauty And desolation On the other side of loss A time of waiting And listening For those soft voices That speak Only in our memories And in the blood That carries them forward Into the today Within us - Caroline … Continue reading Waiting #MondayBlogs
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Grudges…
"Grudge who grudge it." ~ Anne Boleyn We call it an Irish thing. No one can hold a grudge as long as we can. I seem to have missed this gene. I don't hold grudges. Eventually, I just separate myself from those who are destructive to my life. But, I do not wish them ill. … Continue reading Grudges…