Two non-stories–
The Moon
The moon shone full, dimming the stars, slanting towards the west in the small hours after midnight, till it was swallowed by a large, smothering cloud bank and was lost to my view, though still shining behind the cloud. Just no longer on me.
At dawn, the cloud bank was gone, and only scattered white puffs scudded along in the palest blue early morning sky; the rising sun was shining. And was the moon still also shining, bright in somewhere else’s sky? Just no longer in mine.
Shine on moon. Shine on.
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I posted this last year, but I’m sending it out again for Memorial Day. Last year a classmate passed very unexpectedly. He had lived a life of caring, of unselfish service and generosity, and suddenly he was gone. I thought about his loss and remembered Seeger’s war protest song. There have been more losses since. So for all of us of a certain generation……
where have all the flowers gone
(adapted from Pete Seeger)
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing.
Bright in the morning sun,
Long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Faded, scattered every one.
When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Long time passing.
Strong and graceful, without fear,
Long time ago.
Where have all the young girls gone?
Grey and tired, long in years.
When will they ever learn, when will we ever learn?
Where have all the young men gone?
Long time passing.
Swift and certain of their dreams.
Long time ago.
Some are gone and some remain,
Moving slow with aches and canes.
When will they ever learn, when will we ever learn?
And where have all the children gone?
Long time passing.
Full of wonder, spirits free.
Long time ago.
Where have all the children gone?
They’ve grown to be like you and me.
When will we ever learn, when will we ever learn?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing.
Bright—in the morning sun,
A long time ago.
Where have all the flowers gone?
Faded, scattered every one.
What did we ever learn, what did we ever learn?
What did we ever learn?
The Long and The Short of It 
So beautiful and very touching, Uncle Yi. Thanks for sharing. Aloha, Sandi
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Thanks Sandi — I’m sorry about your friend. be sure to take care of yourself.
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