Friday, September 26, 2008


Hands of Time they matter not.

When one is deeply in thy thoughts.

Dawn turns Dusk and then again.

Time is foe and yet a friend.

By P.E. Saathoff Sept 26, 2008 In loving memory of My Aunt Valene Duffy

Time was not a friend to me today as I found out my Dear Aunt Val passed away. She lived a good long life and passed peacefully and I should be happy at that. But somehow it is more bitter then sweet at this moment. It is the ones who are left with the memories and sorrow that face yet another day either joyfully or bitterly that are on my mind.

I will try and sleep tonight and let tomorrow bring sun or rain. But either way it will be decided for me before I rise.

Till then my sweets sleep well.



~Tonya said...

So sorry to hear of your Aunts passing Pea. It is very difficult to let go.

I am glad that she passed away peacefully.

You take care.

P.S. Your poem is pretty.

Pea said...

Thank you my friend. Hugs,Pea

Tallowberry said...

Pea, I'm so sorry about your Aunt and I hope time will be kinder to you today.

Take care~Diane~

P.S. Thank you for placing my link on your blog. I've added you to mine.

Pea said...

Thank you Diane,
I am still fighting with time but this too shall pass! Then I will rush around like a mad woman again!
Thank you kindly for adding me.

albasworld said...

Oh you poor sweet Pea! I am so sorry for your loss. That she went peacefully is a blessing, but that she went at all is a bummer and I know how you feel and my heart is with you.

You can call me if you want to rant, rave or cry - I will be silent if you need it and you can pour it all out on me. I wish you peace of the spirit my friend and know that it will be hard for awhile.

Big loving hugs, alba

Meadowbrook Cabin Primitives said...


Your poem is should be published ..very talented writing..
It's so hard to let go of loved ones.. what the heart goes through ..throughout life !

Hugs and Blessings to you !

Pea said...

Thank you Alba,
It is a blessing that she went in her sleep free of pain. I will miss her sweetness but know that she is in a better place.
I will be fine in a few days.
Blessings to you and yours, Pea

Pea said...

So sweet of you to say.
My Biological Father was a poet and I love to write now and then.
I don't think I am good enough to be published but I don't mind sharing here and there. Thank you!

I will get through this. It is Time that heals all wounds.