memories In my mind I see the time we first met. When hearts and souls connect. And when I hear the whisper of gentle falling rain drops once again i experience that emotion that lent the idea that kindred souls were we. On a train into the foggy early morning stareing into that grey mist I could see our first moment when we knew that we were not fully alone.Young and impressionable and imaginative but vunerable to lifes emotional jarrings.For that breif moment in time did we experience the soul stunning connection of recognition when strangers meet that brought us to our feet. In my mind i hear the cry of our first child and see the smile upon your face.And now when i see the suns early morning rays steal across the window sill I feel the pain of our first separation and I am reminded that we belong to a higher power and our will not be done. As I look out over the lighted city in the darkness of what we call night I recall the reunion of our spirits and the laughter as our daughter ran to the door to greet the first man in her life, her father. The hugs and tears that flowed that day etched a unrevocable emotion that went as deep as the human psyc would allow.Now as I look out over the pristine and sparkling white winter covering. I am reminded once again of the temporary nature of everything as I now recall the last time you left. This time for good as a higher power rendered a call to come home because your job here was completed and a warm baptism of tears wash over my face as I once again feel the pain of your demise. But my job is not done and I have a few more miles of life to travel before I can rest. And as agentle breeze moves through the trees and though my hair I ready my self for another day in this world not of my making to perform my earthly duties which with all of its complexities now demand my attention