Ripples

I wonder what ripples my life will leave after my drop in time has passed. Will they grow to be a wave strong and forceful, or will they fade slowly into the others unnoticed? Such is the nature of life, a drop in the bucket of eternity and it's gone in an instant. You welcome … Continue reading Ripples

Time

Father Time boasts precision but I'm beginning to wonder. This morning he seems to be all thumbs. It cannot possibly be time to wake up and start another day. It cannot be that my stepson graduates from college tomorrow. It can't be right that baby man will be turning one and I need to plan … Continue reading Time

Time

Time, that slippery substance Catching and tripping through our fingers while we brace and hope for more Time, that present wonder Existing here, already gone That blip between eternity future and eternity ┬ápast Over so quickly while we sleep In waking we ask ourselves if we've missed the moment we've been waiting for We watch … Continue reading Time