Two years

The days have turned to years

And flown away like birds 

Who, seeking shelter from the cold,

Take to their wings and soar

To warmer climes.

I would fly away with them

But, for now, my work is here.

And though I am not sad, 

I have known happier times:

Yet Spring will soon return, 

And I will know them once again.

 
(It was two years ago today, on the Feast of the Epiphany, 2008,  that I first began "A Trail of Flowers," though it sometimes seems a lifetime ago. I am grateful for all of you, dear readers, dear friends, who walk with me on this journey through life. May Almighty God bless you and Our Lady protect you. And may you always have a friend to walk beside you.--Kindred Spirit)