While sitting on his front porch and noticing the day, my friend Ernie penned these thoughts in remembrence of his wife. With a beautiful simplicity and clarity he captured the essence of the passing of time and the echo that remains. SIGHTS AND SOUNDS OF AN ANNIVERSARY MORN
	A mockingbird And flocking birds Both wonderful to hear And both gone in an instant. All is still again And all is still green But for the quartet of tulips And the companion blossoms Waiting for the sun to open them. You were lovely To listen to and To look upon But you are still now also And still lovely to look upon As you rest in the Eternal Now...