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The little people that I saw, yesterday,
are no longer here; they went away.
Where did they go? I cannot say.
They left quickly and to this day,
I'll never know, why they didn't stay.

Goose Ridge Winery in Woodinvillle requested Geese paintings in winter. Please stop by and enjoy their wine and art show. More of my work is available at www.annewatersart.com.

Along time ago, when I was young
serving my country was fun.
This picture of me,
down on my knee,
was an Island that
used a stone, as pictured,
as wealth. If you saw
the old movie, "His Majesty O'Keefe,
with Burt Lancaster, the stone money
was discussed and shown how it was
transported to this Island.
We were there for one day.
The Island was Yap, in the South Pacific.
The Hut was the typical dwelling for the
local population.
The last picture was the USS Marsh,
DE 699. A Destroyer Escort. Smaller in size,
than a Destroyer. 303 Feet long, approximately
46 feet wide. Our ship was equipped for ASW,
or Anti-Submarine Warfare. We would hunt for
Submarines, and attack with Depth Charges, plus
other weapons. We would also be the outer perimeter
of a Carrier Squadron. We said we would be torpedo fotter,
to prevent torpedoes from striking a Carrier.

What a waste,
life can be,
for those suffering,
a lost mentality.
Thoughts, years ago,
now beckon me.
The loved one,
that I see,
very soon will
not remember me.

I am writing on this day
about my Great Grandpa May.
Sitting astride his motor bike,
a Rounder, in his day.
I see this picture
and think but can say,
you were quite the adventurer,
my Great Grandpa May.

The Christmas lights on houses do adorn,
celebration of the day Christ was born.
From the very simple but elaborate demonstration,
the Holiday Season, encompasses this great nation.
There are so many unique celebrations, today,
we all need to stop and to pray,
for an understanding for one another,
and to remember to love our brother.

My youth was of wine, women and song.
I'd have taken better care of myself,
Knowing I was going to live this long.

I was going to buy gifts
or so I thought,
when I espied, these shoes,'
in the parking lot.
What is your sad story
that to me you brought,
sitting there, so all alone,
in this parking spot?
Were you cast off, without choice?
Replaced when someone bought
new shoes to replace,
and leave you naught,
alone in the middle of this
store's own parking lot.
This story may never close,
as that's all I've got.

Skagit wildlife park.