Falling Leaves

fall leaves

They sat at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and gazing out at the beautifully colored leaves in their back yard. Forty years they had lived in this home … they planted those trees themselves. Now things were …. different … quieter. Charles and Marie still lived in Boston, but their children both lived in New York City. Jason and Eugenie lived in London, and Sheila and John lived in San Francisco.

Like the leaves on the trees they had grown strong, shown brilliant colors in their lives and work, and were facing  Like the brilliant foliage surrounding them, their family had done well. Perhaps the news would be better today. Perhaps the doctor would even smile a bit. Perhaps.

(c) 2000 – 2013 Bonnie Cehovet

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