Friday, January 5, 2018
Go, Dad
We love this photo of our amazing 93-year old Dad, sawing mesquite branches yesterday on Marji's patio in Las Vegas.
Here's a little poem for you--
"Discipline"
by Meryl Gordon
I am old and I have had
more than my share of good and bad.
I've had love and sorrow, seen sudden death
and been left alone and of love bereft.
I thought I would never love again
and I thought my life was grief and pain.
The edge between life and death was thin,
but then I discovered discipline.
I learned to smile when I felt sad,
I learned to take the good and the bad,
I learned to care a great deal more
for the world about me than before.
I began to forget the "Me" and "I"
and joined in life as it rolled by:
this may not mean sheer ecstasy
but is better by far than "I" and "Me.”
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