Around the Table
Faces around the table
The same but changed
Every life a story,
Adventures, challenges, and joys
Laughter, tears, warm embraces
Hold time gently
As the days and years escape
But the faces around the table—
Stay suspended, caressed by memories.
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I cherish those moments when my family sits around the table. Sometimes a celebration draws us all together, and other times chance and circumstance align to create a moment of togetherness. I never take for granted those moments. Each is a treasure—my life is full.
I love the term “caressed by memories”. I’m working on a piece about shared memories and what happens when a cherished partner is gone.
Thanks Evelyn. I look forward to reading your piece. And I do appreciate you stopping by to read and comment.
Thx
The faces around the table—the same but different. The table is the heart of the home. Love this. Thanks most dearly sweet friend. Be well. Xoxo
I hope your table is also full of faces and love, especially with that newest cherub.