Once the moon was yellow and the sky dark
Once the family was here growing up
Once the cat was Misty and Ginger
Once the piano sang its Broadway songs
Once the day begins with memory
The night a curtain for tomorrow
I take these moments....sequences of silence
They grace my face
My wonder now is the present
My wonder now is the beating of the wind rain and shadow
My wonder is the rising sun as I greet each day
One step at a time.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
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