I remember this blog

I was suddenly brought out of a fog today when I stumbled upon my blog name and picture as I was posting a comment on someone else's blog. Wow, its been a long time since I wanted to write about something. This blog will start with some poems that I wrote about Tim that never made it here. Here it is:

Middle son, Sunday born

Southern California morn

Took him home not too far

In the orange volkswagon car

Time sped by, up north went

Grew up fast was hardly lent

Now a man, his own life

Back in LA with his wife

Talks enthusiastically

Intellectually curious

Mesmerized by beauty

Occupied with words

Thinks creatively

Honors God (timeo theos)

Yields wisely

There now exists a poem about each son!

Maybe in this, my 62nd year, I will be be inspired to leave many more words to my husband, sons, and others about what is true, honest, just, pure, lovely, good report, virtuous, and praiseworthy.