This was the house I grew up in and lived in for many years. Many good memories reside in those walls. Mom and Dad raised all eight of us there. We spent a lot of time working and playing together on the farm.
We had our tussles. I'm sure my siblings and mom and dad could attest to that. But all in all, it was a good family to grow up in and a good family to still be a part of.
My main blog: Ramblings generally focuses on telling a story via photography and words. These stories generally center around family, nature, and church although sometimes just about life in general. I also have a blog entitled Fingerprints. I post less frequently in Fingerprints. It serves as a catch all of anything that does not go in my Ramblings blog including memes, quizzes, and reports on books and movies.
The road awaits
Time doesn't
The road beckons
Time steps forward
Will we move
In step with time?
Will we step forward
Shaping our time?
Will we take time
To see the present?
Will we explore the past
And understand our heritage?
Will we laugh?
Will we wonder?
Will we touch?
Will we feel?
Time flies on
We have choices
Shall we go fast?
Shall we go slow?
We shall go forward
But we will choose the pace
We may dance with all our heart
Or bathe ourselves in a setting sun
4 comments:
Tim,
That is absolutely gorgeous!
Thanks, ma beck.
Wow!...eight of you? I can imagine the amount of commotion that occured between all of you...sounds like fun :)
We had our tussles. I'm sure my siblings and mom and dad could attest to that. But all in all, it was a good family to grow up in and a good family to still be a part of.
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