Edith Mayer Cord
September 1, 2014
We should go out in a blaze of glory after a life well lived.
Instead of aches and pains we ride a glorious chariot into the sunset
Instead of dimming eyesight we see the beauty of the earth
Instead of duller sound we hear the music of the spheres.
Instead of the rush of duties we enjoy a well-earned rest.
Instead of pain and sorrow we only remember the lessons.
I know it’s a long good bye
But we shall meet again
And we shall meet friends...
AN ENCOUNTER IN NEW YORK, 1953
GIFTS OF OLD AGE
ODE TO LOVE
JONATHAN & HIS GRANDFATHER
THE LITTLE SOUL