A Lucky Man, Indeed

Because of her, he had learned to look for the birds -

the darting flight of the wild canaries

(yellow sun on yellow wings),

the chesty preening of the redbirds and bluebirds, 

the blackbird with the red-tipped wings like startling epaulets.

-Terry Kay-

 

How much we have learned from them....

the Loves we have lost.

And how their Gifts stay with us...

 

The sharp vignettes surface from our faded memory again and again.

Scenes we scarcely gave a second thought to when our

loved one one was alive

emerge as scenes from a family album...

 

Warmth and Gratitude....

 

What Blessed memories I have.....

 

Happy Earthly Birthday Darling.

(True Love Stories never have endings....)