Ripples through time

The goodness of each one ripples down through time.
These people who have shared our life
The kindness of a word or a touch when it was needed
Flows onward
The space in time we each share
Is here like a wave
Leaving a ripple in our hearts.
And lessons recognized in their passing
Spread as rings on water, seen, then remembered
The goodness of each one ripples down through time

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(The boy in the red shirt is the great grandson of someone whose name is on the stone)

Press Democrat article is  10/07/19

Other fire poems

10/28/17 Among the flame then ash

12/13/17 Measure of Time

10/24/18 Haiku from fire days

Author: Gerry

I welcome you to Sonomabuzz. I am Gerry La Londe-Berg. This started as a blog and immediately morphed into a poetry site. I started as a person and eventually morphed into a poet (among other things).

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