In his chair.
For there – beside him was his grandson who placed the graduation cap on his Poppa’s head. The sun’s rays warmed their exchange.
In the pilot’s seat.
For there – beside him was his son who took him for “one last flight”. The sun’s rays warmed their exchange.
In the restaurant’s seat.
For there – beside her was her son-in-law who shared one last meal with her. The moon’s glow warmed their exchange.
On their front porch.
They smiled and sighed.
For there – in front of them were the fall leaves. The glow of autumn warmed their exchange.
In his walker.
He shivers and smiles.
For there – in front of him is the approaching winter. The wind off the bay warmed their exchange.
On the corner.
It provides shelter for the many who gather to collect mail, to buy supplies, to now buy pizza. The door swings open and permits others to exchange a warm welcome.
Sisters, mothers and daughters, cheering, flying, soaring, poppas and grandchildren, sons, fathers, care-givers and care-needers, chefs, and hosts.
In the frame.
It offers snapshots of history, roots, smiles, tears, colour, family, cousins, anticipation, scenery. The images offer warmth to the heart.