Swiftly Flow the Days.


Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze

Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly fly the years
One season following another
Laden with happiness and tears.

From Sunrise, Sunset. Fiddler on the Roof.

Okay, I declare August to be officially sappy month. My oldest niece is getting married at the end of this month. This is the first wedding of the next generation. Her daddy, my brother, passed away when she was ten. Your patience with old Aunt Owwee is appreciated.