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I truly have not forgot my Dad’s readers, nor will I.  As many of you know, my Dad was part Irish and had a love for Ireland that was very deep.  He always wanted to visit the Emerald Isle but circumstances never allowed that dream to be fulfilled.  My wife (Susan) and I traveled to Ireland this month to fulfill that dream on his behalf (I must admit it was also the dream of Susan and me).  We spent two (2) weeks traveling the length and width of Ireland and spreading Dad’s love of the country and letting the wonderful folk hear his words.

One of his favorite pieces from Ireland was Galway Bay.  We visited that beautiful place and I know that he was with us.  We also visited Dingle Bay.  Four young Irish lasses (none of which we knew) learned of Dad and his love for Galway and Dingle Bays.  Much to our surprise, one of the lasses blessed us and my Dad with the singing of Dingle Bay (of course this occurred in one of Dublin’s many fine pubs).

Later in our trip, our dear friend Joe O’Leary and our new friends Frank and Robbie (all three being true Irish countrymen) serenaded us with Galway Bay (of course this also occurred at pub, this time in the fine city of Cork).  Joe, Frank and Robbie exemplify the true people of Ireland – warm, friendly, helpful and just f..ing great.  We love you guys.

I am sure Dad was with us – every step of the way – and I am also sure that he would agree that every aspect of Ireland and its people exceeded our expectations many-fold.  We will be back.

And I must let all of you know, that I have not forgot my promise to Dad and to you.  I will soon start posting more of his works and will continue The Nether Folk Story.

Go raibh maith agat Éire agus míle buíochas le gach do chuid daoine iontach. Dia Bless agus is Fearr Mianta do na an chuid is fearr.

Bruce, Susan agus Charles Frost

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On June 28, 2014, excepting those who were physically unable, all of the Frost family, including our Canadian family, met to celebrate the lives of my father, Charles  E. Frost, and my mother, Alma M. Frost (his beloved wife of 71 years).  We met upon their land – in an area where they often worked to put up a winter’s supply of wood and to spend time enjoying the great pleasures of nature bestowed upon all of us by our creator.  An honor guard was present and began the ceremony followed by a young bagpiper , Charles, playing ‘Anchors Aweigh’ (Dad served in the United States Navy during World War II).  Introductions were made, followed by an opening prayer.  A dear friend of Dad, Carolyn Cowan sang ‘Galway Bay’, a favorite of Dad’s.  She was accompanied by the bagpiper.  Their ashes were spread over the land they loved by my sister, Charlene and myself .  A benediction was offered.  Megan Prince blessed us with the playing of ‘Taps’

The second part of the ceremony began after the flags were retired.  Many memories were offered by each member of the families.  Tears of joy and remembrance flowed.  I believe Mom & Dad were proud.  This part of the ceremony was concluded by the playing of ‘Amazing Grace’ by the piper.  All joined in led by Carolyn, Charlene and myself.  Immediately following was the party that Mom & Dad had requested.

Love, friendship, food and proper libation flowed.  All were treated to a very talented country /bluegrass duo by the name of ‘Gravel Road’, who added to the joyous occasion.  Although they had agreed to play until 7 or 8 PM, they played until nearly midnight.  Many of Dad’s poems were read during the evening.  It was truly a joyous celebration.

Thank you Jesus, for the gift of Charles and Alma Frost.  Thank you for all the wisdom and love that they gave, and continue to give, to each of us.

 

 

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I dream of things as they used to be.
Some, I still wish they were, but, time
Does not stand still for you or for me.
Let’s take a look at your life or mine.

It stands, I can answer for only myself
But knowin’ you as I do, I will gamble
A dollar or two. You ken how I’ve felt
About you. My trust is just a sample.

We give and we take one of another
Without question or a bit of a doubt.
Our lives are entangled, be as it may,
We’ve arrived at a threshold I say.

You had your dreams, I’ve had mine.
Both have challenged the world in our
Time. Together now, we are ready to
Travel on as one. That may double the

Fun. Great minds think alike ‘tis said.
That may be true said I, looking ahead
Into my mind with a prayer, asking
My God, that good judgement be there.

Friend, we have traveled together,
To here and there and anon, shared
The good and the bad, joy and travail.
We’ve hit the high road, as far as we’ve dared.

We’ll drink of this life ’til we empty the pail.

Copyright © 2013 Charles E. Frost
August 29, 2013

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Pictured Words

Writing to me is an addiction that I work on from day
To day. I try to paint a picture with words that I write
That may quell fears you may have, driving them away.
I do not write in color, tho at times I may think it.

I tend to write in black and white. Stay alert tho, for a
Change. I shall also, if I see a change in your demeanor.
I will question you to find what I can say to you in my
Writes that may bolster your ego ‘til I see you again.

I understand that words alone are insufficient. They
Must be offered in the deepest sense of feeling and
Sincerity to be pictured and felt inside the heart.
If, your whole being silently whispers, which only

I can hear, “Thank You, My Friend, I’m ok now “
That said, as I, shed a happy tear.

Copyright 2013 Charles E. Frost
July 8, 2013

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Silent Shadows

The light of dawn is breaking
Casting shadows o’er the ground,
Another day is in the making
Silent shadows moving around.

Sitting at his picture window
Is a lifetime friend of mine,
He waves a hand and smiles
As I pass by, a smile benign.

He’s there to sit and dream
I know, I’ve seen it, I ken,
When I pass by today, he
Will be still, sleeping again.

I am happy that he’s found
It as his favorite bit of earth,
I would speak words profound
Of the area, to me, its worth.

You see, I am, that friend of mine
That of my fellow man, I sit by
My window of life daily to greet
And help you if need be.

You and I are shadows of a kind.

Copyright © 2013 Charles E. Frost
June 30, 2013

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What More Can One Ask

I’ve tried everything today to put myself back on track.
The need to concentrate is clutching, pulling at my mind.
My thoughts are running wild, I must get them back
To where they belong. If I succeed, all will be fine.

The cause of my problem is carried deep within my heart. It
Is a separation that cannot be corrected in a simple way.
I hope it will be done and over before my life is torn apart,
That is a thought I carry with me, each and every day.

I’ll do anything, so I can rest and put my mind at ease,
But that separation cannot be altered in any way.
In this life there are things one cannot buy or lease;
One is life, another, loss of same. I lost my dog today,

She was my all. She was my ‘forever friend’, I called
Her ‘Duchess’. She never was a problem. She will ever
Be deep within my heart, and when my day is done,
Together we will take up again, our ‘forever’.

It Never Ends.

Copyright © 2013 Charles E. Frost
May 24, 2013

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Too Short a Time

The Years move on but much too quickly,
She came to me late in her life and mine.
I whispered, it’s forever, surely it will be,
Forgetting, life brings changes, in it’s time.

She is royalty to me. I call her Duchess
She follows me around like a tail.
You know, I speak of my dog, I guess
Now my Duchess is gone, I failed

To help her in her time of need.
Words for me are no problem,
I seem to gravitate to them as seed
Does to the plant. Now I’m lost

Without my dog who gave me love
With no conditions, asked nothing
From me but a tummy rub, a pat or
Scratch upon her head or a morsel

Of a treat at times between meals,
And even then, would lick my hand
Or face. That, I reveled in. I ask
You, Lord, to hold her in your arms,

And reassure her that she and I will
Be together once again.

Copyright © 2013 Charles E. Frost
May 21, 2013

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