we make a mark
on each other, families, neighborhoods, the world
actions and words
a smile or thought
affect someone
something else
unknowingly
we leave behind a piece of ourselves
everyday
handprints pressed into wet concrete
names proudly written for passersby to see
even years later
the marks remain
only lightly faded
long after the hands are grown and gone
monuments erected
ribbons cut
tributes made
a time
a place
a person
honored
remembered
forgotten
the last stone is laid
acts are not random
life is interconnected
full of stories
the stories are all one
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
Musical Pairings:
Dust in the Wind – Kansas
“How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day? Depends how good you live ’em.
How much love inside a friend? Depends how much you give ’em.”
― Shel Silverstein
