- Monarch Butterflies
It was a day in November,the day I reached my Mother’s home in Texas, the Monarch Butterflies were covering my Mother’s tree in her front yard. The butterflies were on their migration to winter in Mexico. There were only a few blooms that had not faded. The butterflies were drinking from the blooms, the flight is a hard one. I do not see Monarch Butterflies often in New Mexico, only a few times, and even then I questioned myself, I do not know if Monarch Butterflies even come to New Mexico.
Still Life
No one knows
When the sands will end
The final grain will crash to the floor
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock
Ah, I am speaking of time
The length of a life
The whole day through
The moment it will end
Still Life
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock
I look out over the meadow
The reddish brown horses
The leafless trees
The blue mountains
I see forever
I see through the eyes of a child
As nothing is forever
It is time to put away this childish view
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock
For a moment I think
It isn’t fair
Again a childish thought
For who could be more fair than death
It comes to everyone
No one is overlooked
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock
annellannell 
So very true, the clock keeps ticking. As children, we like to ignore…..but death catches us no matter who we are.
Thanks Mary… and it does come as a welcome guest… death only comes when life is not possible. We all get picked for the team. Is it the not knowing, that gets us? Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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this is stirring…we dont know…i think we hear them more the older we get but still live in denial…and then…
Thank you for your comment Brian. Yes, sometimes we are so childish, “surely you don’t mean me?” As I said, I see as a child and sometimes I think as a child. I want to put that away. I want to embrace death, so it won’t sneak up on me… again. Annell Livingston HC 74 Box 21860 El Prado, NM 87529
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I love this, Annell. The Tick Tock Tick Tock does seem to get louder these days. Love your description of arriving at your mother’s house, and I can see you looking out, now, at the blue hills and brown horses – so peaceful. I hope the ticking and tocking keeps on for some time yet, as we still have many words to write!