A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky.

A boat beneath a sunny sky,

Lingering onward dreamily

In an evening of July--

Children three that nestle near,

Eager eye and willing ear,

Pleased a simple tale to hear--

Long has paled that sunny sky:

Echoes fade and memories die.

Autumn frosts have slain July.

Still she haunts me, phantomwise,

Alice moving under skies

Never seen by waking eyes.

Children yet, the tale to hear,

Eager eye and willing ear,

Lovingly shall nestle near.

In a Wonderland they lie,

Dreaming as the days go by,

Dreaming as the summers die:

Ever drifting down the stream--

Lingering in the golden gleam--

Life, what is it but a dream?

-Lewis Carrol

(picture is of Alice P [Liddell] Hargreaves

swiped from Wikipedia.com)

Miss You

I miss my kid, Marann.

It has been such a long time since we had any kind of meaningful connection. Last September, there was a call for "Goodbye". As it came down, strangely, you said God wanted you to do this. But God has not let me in on this. I don't know how to say goodbye. So without updated instruction, I will carry on with what I know. You will be in my prayers - and your whole family.

This time I have no confidence that we will reconnect. I am not holding out hope. I just miss you - and your absence in my life creates lonelinesses in my days. (Listen)

It really bothers me that I spend so much time trying to figure this out. This is all just plain hard to get.