Memories are made in moments and nothing can compare

with the moments friends and family make…with moment that we share…


We treat these moments thoughtfully…knowing times like these are few.

We plan activities we all enjoy…fun and interesting things to do…


We feed bison and watusi….both the old ones and their young.

We happily hold the pellets in our hand while they lick us with their tongues…


On this huge rock in a running stream we slide down together…our hands clasped…

knowing the cold water, when we hit the bottom, we’ll surely make us gasp…


And we do gasp but as our bodies shiver…we smile at each other…and then…

we walk back up to the top of that rock..and we all slide down again.


We take up two tables at a restaurant…for it’s not an easy feat…

finding a place where Deborah and I can eat our vegetables

while the rest of the family eats meat.


For you see we are just as happy inside as we are in the great outdoors…

just as happy playing games around the table 

as we are around a campfire making s’mores…


And how I love our planned activities…but I’m also a great fan

of those wonderful unscripted moments…the ones we did not plan.


Like sharing a quiet moment with my granddaughter…for I also feel blessed…

just sitting on a couch in an old bookstore where we stopped to take a rest


Yes…how I love all these moments we share together…

because in life’s endless marathon

I fell lucky to be a part of a moment…any moment with my family and friends


before that moment’ s gone…

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Her room was filled with a mixture of her family and friends…

Each one came to be with her…as her life was coming to an end…


Each person closed their eyes for a moment…once her soul had been set free.

Each person silently thinking…what this woman meant to me…


A scene that plays out every second around the world…when someone loved departs

There was a tear in every eye…but happiness in our hearts.


I was gathered with them…and though no-one spoke I was aware

How even in the silence of that room…their thoughts floated in the air…


She taught me how to laugh… 

She taught me hot how to cry

She taught me how to walk…

She taught me how to fly


She taught me about compassion…

She taught me how to swear…

She taught me about acceptance

She taught me how to share…


And my thoughts joined with the others…

She taught me how to live…

She taught me how to love…

She taught me to forgive…


And I couldn’t help thinking standing there…knowing she was finally gone…

How she may never be here with us again…but what she taught us all lives on.


And how it really does matter how we live our life…

as part of man and womankind…

because the way we live our life each day


is what we leave behind.

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We live near the ocean and visit the mountains…

both skies…an exquisite shade of blue…

People who look over the water or up at the peaks 

remark on the breathtaking views…


It is true…nature provides some breathtaking views 

every moment of every day

but daily life has its own wonderful views…

that can also take your breath away?


When you wave to a friend you haven’t seen in a while and they smile back at you

Your partner, children, grandchildren, aunts and uncles…

each one is a breathtaking view.


Random acts of kindness, watching lovers steal a glance

listening to a baby giggle, watching anybody dance.


When people caress…that perfect kiss, when a mother and her baby meet…

watching people holding hands as they walk along the street.


Cookies fresh out of the oven, watching a group of children sing

seeing one person in love accept from another….a simple wedding ring…


Puppies rolling over each other, an intimate dinner for two…

knowing the same sky that is over me is also over you…


Breathtaking views of the oceans and mountains are wonderful

as they happen every day

but these are not the only moments

that can take your breath away…


So look around…. there is so much out there to charm, enchant and woo us…

moments that not only taking our breath away…


but breathe life back into us.

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Reality Sets In

In your world of insanity

you think you have tripped

over a pebble

To look down

and see

That your feet

were not even touching

the ground

When you realize

you have fallen

from the ladder.


copyright RW Erskine

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We talk about beginnings and endings in life a lot…

births and deaths…starts and finishes…sunrises and sunsets

For every beginning there is an ending…after every ending…a beginning…

looming in the shadows like silhouettes.


And although beginnings and endings are important 

wherever we go and in whatever we choose to do

we spend most of our life in middles…

living between the two.


The next time you think about a beginning…or an ending

take a moment and close your eyes…

to remember all that happened in between…

in the middle…where happiness lies…


Yes, beginnings are certainly important…

as are the times we bid adieu…

But it is in the middles of our life…

where our present meets our past…


where most of our dreams come true.

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The young man noticed the older couple walking toward him at a slow and labored pace

The older man clinging to the older woman…his arm around her waist.


They stopped along the water’s edge…he gave her an embrace.

Then he stepped back, said “Smile”…as he put the camera to his face.


The young man walked to them instinctively…knowing what he should do

“Would you like me to take your picture?” he asked, “a picture of the two of you?


He took their picture, then another…and suddenly…on a whim

The old man grabbed the camera…said “Smile” then took a picture of him.


They chatted together for a while even filled a few more camera frames… 

by the time they were ready to part they knew each others names.


He hugged them goodbye and wished the couple well

feeling lucky they had brightened his day.

But he felt the old man touch his shoulder as he slowly walked away.


“I just want to thank you”, the old man said, “for taking our picture.”

“For the few moments that you stayed…

For your smile…for your kindness…

for the memories you made.”


He said he and his wife had traveled the world together

He spoke of the memories they’d amassed

But, he said, his wife was dying and this trip would be their last.


He said they have found that some of the greatest moments in life 

are the ones that are unrehearsed

and he thanked him again for making one of their last memories

as beautiful as their first.


The young man walked back and gave the wife a hug

He could feel her fragility as she whispered thank you in his ear…

He left them sitting, looking over the water, 

without looking back…


He didn’t want them to see his tears.

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Last night I watched the full moon rise

as night replaced the day

and as she slowly rose above the trees

she took my breath away.


Two dogs running just out of reach

looked up as they played among the dunes.

Two lovers walking along the beach…

paused a moment to swoon.


And I thought how lucky I am to be standing here

watching the moon in awe,

standing neath a sky so clear…

under the same moon my ancestors saw.


And I though that moon’s been around since before time began

ushering in every nightfall

and how that same moon admired by animal, woman and man

shall endure…outliving us all.


This morning I watched the fading moonlight

as night returned control to the day

and as I watched her slowly drift out of sight

she again took my breath away.


For once again I was reminded how life is fleeting

how it’s up too us to make each moment last

to do something each moment worth repeating

before the moment slips into the past…


To fill our days with surprises…

remembering life is but a momentary vignette…

and we only have a handful of moonrises…

and only a handful of moonsets.



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When I was young:

I planned to be a football star…but I wasn’t the right size

When I was young:

I planned to be a movie star…but that never materialized


When I was young:

I planned to be a doctor…but the sight of blood made me faint

When I was young:

I planned to be a famous writer…but obviously…I ain’t.


When I was young:

I planned to be a farmer and live off of the land

But as is glaringly apparent…

life doesn’t always go as planned.


When I was young:

I never planned to go to college…

I wanted to stay home with my peers

When I was young:

I never planned to be a teacher…but I taught for 30 years


When I was young:

I never planned to move to Florida…

but now I’m here to stay

When I was young:

I never planned to marry and have a family…

but now wouldn’t have it any other way.


When I was young I made so many plans

but now that I’m older I have come to understand:

Most of the love and happiness in my life has come…


from all the things I never planned.

Loyal Death

Loyalty is found amongst,
Friends are traitors to be,
Uncovered like,
Secrets are best kept to,
Oneself is to be trusted 
The least of all,
Evils are naught but,
Vices twisted and
Distilled envy of the
Decrepit cowards shy from,
Death my old friend.