I placed my feet in water
that sprang from sacred ground
the stones like silent counsellors
my wife and child stood round
some part of me I left there
it being so hot that day
the things that we remember
as memory falls away
a life as soft as water
a pillow where I lay
a pool along the wayside
all on a summer’s day
Another Way of Saying 
What a pleasant surprise. It has been so long. It’s ironic actually. I was going to find your last blog posting and wish you a Merry Christmas. I am so glad to see a new one. Hope all is well. Seasons Greetings from my side of the pond to yours.
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Many thanks, oldmainer – very nice to hear from you. Season’s greetings and every good wish for the new year.
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