Monday, July 18, 2011

July, 2011 Garden Party




We will remember moments, chants of long ago, songs strummed from a shady place.

A mango tree, a fence of peas gone crazy with the breeze.

Whose to say, this was a time of innocence or languished sanity. 

We will remember moments, chants of long ago, songs strummed from a shady place.

No mango bough or sandy shore, replaced instead with apples and the scent of pine high in the sky cleared for a celebration.

Lines tell of lives lived long, lived well?  Oh who can tell, no matter is it in the long run

We will remember moments, chants of long ago, songs strummed from many shady places.


3 comments:

  1. wonderful wonderful!!!
    thank you for sharing these photos and flowing words

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  2. Libby,
    You are welcome, so glad to see your comments. Sending you the best of good cheer!
    Aloha,
    Mokihana

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  3. Ah, as my day unfolds, it is divine to find a nugget of Mokihana on the internet. Peace, my friend. elaine

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