the leaves have fallen from the walnut trees and the nuts are about to come down...
a jet soars across the sky carrying who knows who to who knows where...
and we watch them go by...
maybe as they watch us below...
maybe wondering about us as we watch them go...
while purple swirls and dances before the sun slips low...
and birds gather to feed on the insects the barren field provides...
and we remember today a man who left us in January...
who was always a part of our lives...
and who know lives on in a better place...
waiting...
for us to join him...
my father in law...
today was his birthday...
the first one without him here...
Happy Birthday, old man...
we miss you so much...
