Long Time Passing

Rain again jeesh. I'm sitting here watching a ladybug trundle around in the vase of peonies I brought in quick before they get all slashed and flattened by the downpour. Thinkin' back to a week ago when Annie got that diploma under the very same trees I once stood under myself, clapping  for the boy who would one day be her father. Ah the years do compresses themselves at times, like those novelty sponges that are flat as pancakes 'til you plunge them in water.... All these guys look young and fresh and adorable but it's the half-glimpsed one with the dimples who caught my heart and kept it.

Where Have All the Flower (Children) Gone?