Tag Archives: Death

Seeking Bethlehem

The conductor stopped by my seat and advised me that we would soon be entering the Philadelphia rail yards where the baggage car would be added to another train. He would advise the engineer to have it opened so I … Continue reading

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Where Were You?

I was playing cribbage with a resident at the nursing home today, during which, as usual, we chatted about anything and everything.  During the conversation, he mentioned that years ago he worked as a short order cook in a bowling … Continue reading

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When Autumn Comes

When Autumn comes and visits me And Summers end I can foresee Remaining years are on the wane Cherished days won’t come again My shackles soon set free Life like the deciduous tree Watching it’s adornment flee While embracing falls refrain When … Continue reading

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Cemetery Street

CEMETERY STREET The pavement laid with cobbled stone Smoothed by the years, beneath my feet Greets me as I walk alone On Cemetery Street Behind the walls where death is sown Where souls of yesterday retreat And remnants of the … Continue reading

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Welcome Home

She sits alone before the massive windows of the terminal, staring absently at the tarmac.  Silently she waits, radiating an air of calm introspection.  It is not until one draws closer that they can see past the ramrod straight back … Continue reading

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The Funeral

I have to go to a funeral next week.  I don’t want to go, but then, who, if they had a choice, would want to attend one.  It is not that it is sad, per se, which it is.  It … Continue reading

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Saying Goodbye

I stepped out on the front porch with my mother.  She turned briefly and made sure the door was locked before we, together, made our way down the steps.  It was a beautiful summer day, but I hadn’t noticed.  Actually, … Continue reading

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