Friday, July 13, 2012

Memory

Fond memory paints scenes of other years,
Far in the distant past,
Which well reminds me that Old Father Time
Is traveling, Oh, so fast.

The old home place is there no more ;
It has settled down to dust,
Which reminds again at some future date
With us it will be a Must.

Sense and Nonsense in Poetry
By Willis L. Tackette

7 comments:

Sunray Gardens said...

Nice poem and actually hits home.

Cher Sunray Gardens

Sue said...

Lovely thought, and so true. Thanks for sharing.
Sue

Maple Lane said...

Hi Patsy, Thanks for your comment about our kitten! You should have seen her back side push that cereal box around the kitchen this a.m.!!!

Have a very nice weekend. We are finally getting rain.

Maggie Ann said...

What a pretty statue!

L. D. Burgus said...

I really like your photo. The birds really enjoy the water.

Gardening with Juanita said...

Maggie I saw that kitten with the cereal box so cute. I loved the statue and the poem. My daughter bought the place next to where we raised my children, it looks so bad, makes me so sad. I have heard people say you can not top a pine tree and make it live there are about 6 on that place we did over 50 years ago and they are still growing.

abbott.simth said...

Each of these flowers in gold or orange, but since they may be available in other colors make sure to look at the tags when you purchase them.






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