Death and Life

Great White Egret (2)

I posted this poem follow the death of my wife’s Uncle David, two years ago in September. We traveled to Pennsylvania and enjoyed our interactions with family members we had not scene in a long time. Following the funeral, we traveled around the community where here father’s family lived. This included visiting the Snavely Mill, that was once owned by her great grandfather. At the mill we encountered a beautiful Great White Egret that lived near the millpond! I thought it would be good to repost this memory once again for you to enjoy.

Mourning the loss of an uncle today
Everyone gathered to say goodbye
A sad occasion yet a celebration of life
Reviewing a life well lived and too soon gone
A reunion of sorts where the family gathers
Not only to say goodbye but to say hello
Many years of disconnect come together
Childhood cousins now grown break bread
Speak of their Uncle with stories to tell of their own
Following the funeral a long ride in the country
Enjoying corn fields and bubbling creeks
Looking for pieces of history finding some
At Great Grandpa’s millpond next to the Snavely Mill
A beautiful gift rises into the air
A Great White Egret with spreading wings
A reminder that along with history and reconnections
Life goes on
Life is beautiful
Life is still worth living

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Photos: Dwight L. Roth

A Great Example

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Death calls us one and all
Gathering one last time to pay respects
Four Presidents and a son all came together
Sitting solemnly in the front pew
No words of animosity spoken
Not the time for politics or twitter
Only a time for remembering
And honoring a life well lived
An elder statesman and former President
Words of praise // of humor // and of love
All expressions of those who loved him most
And then came the sermon…
~Of love and acceptance
~Of caring and compassion
Straight from the heart of God
Perhaps his last trip to Washington
Will speak to the discord and division
Leaving behind the greatest legacy of all…
An example to follow by the one now in charge
Let him who has ears to hear…
Hear and find wisdom to live by
From the life and example of
President George H.W. Bush
~December 5, 2018~

Photo of Bush’s Dog Scully: UPI

Lingering of the Day

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The older I get the more I ponder the end of life as we know it. Questions arise regarding life after death. Some feel death is the final end.  Others believe there is an after life where the soul and spirit of a person returns to God, living on in a new state of being. We will all find out in time, one way or the other.

After attending the funeral of my wife’s uncle, we spent the day driving around the area where he lived and grew up. We had some great experiences seeing the old Snavely Mill where her Great Grandparents lived. Much to our surprise, the Mill pond yielded a Great White Egret.

As the day wound down we returned back to our Inn to retire. By this time, the sun was lingering in the west, creating the most beautiful sunset. It was as though heaven was celebrating the arrival of her uncle in living color. It was a fitting ending to our day.

Sun paints clouds in orange

lingering // revising blues

lullaby color

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Our prompt today for d’Verse came from Victoria  She asked us to write a Haibun based on the Japanese word Chijitsu, meaning the lingering of the day.

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