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I feel you in the Summer
breeze
light and sweet
like June.

I see your playful hand, a
a trickling in the brook.
The trees, their dancing leaves.

I hear the birds, your song they sing
a perfect harmony.

I see the sky,
your bluest bluest eyes in it.
The sometimes black and
stormy swirl,
that sets the torrent rain.

I hear your voice,
through playful glee,
the children's innocence.

The puppy's fur,
the whimpering cry
"please carry me, please carry me!"

I feel your hand on tear-stained
cheek,
soft as satin, your caress.

Your wise and soulful word.

I see your vibrant colors,
your soul like fragrant petals.
a rose, or any other flower
in a garden up above.

Now sleep,
just sleep, my angel
in Father's loving arms.

Dream and play and sing,
and be that Summer breeze.

Each scent I smell,
each brook I hear
I'll feel you everywhere.

-Dedicated to Mom on her burial day.
June 30,1930-June 14, 2009
Rest in Peace...

Courtesy

I was driving along a very busy stretch of road yesterday afternoon. Everything was running smoothly. We were in a contruction zone, and people were obeying the laws of traffic, and were quite courteous!

The light that some of us were waiting at turned green, some were waiting to turn left in front of us...we wanted to go straight.

Then it happened, and I'm not surprised at all by this, but I'm so appalled by this. A City bus took it upon himself to cut off a single line of traffic that had the right of way!

Horns blew, and to no avail, he just continued on...

This was way beyond discouteous, it was dangerous driving as far as I'm concerned, but clearly he did not care!

I know of a lady who was hit by a bus while on her way home. After much cost of litigation, and numerous medical bills, all the city had to say was "didn't you see the bus coming?" In other words, it was her fault for not seeing the bus driver break the law!

Bottom line is, be courteous, and allow for other people in traffic and life, and don't stomp on people to get ahead!