I know this and that's for certain,
There will soon be a final curtain,
For all of us, as mere mortals,
Will pass from life to different portals.
Some will go to heaven, some to hell,
It's not too late to yet tell,
Those you love and tell them well.
Please do it now; don't delay,
Prepare yourself for that final day.

I have lost her now,
it is what I see.
Lost the brightness in here eyes
Now she has lost her memory.
Her memory of the life of ours,
remembering nothing of before;
where we lived and much more.
I worry as our life is not the same
knowing now she remembers my name.
At least she knows on this day,
uncertain how long it will stay.

Azaleas, so pretty to see.
Are you a plant
or a miniature tree?

A frosty morning
Flowered buds all closed
Opening with the Sun