Category Archives: yesterday is gone.

MODELING MEMORIES

His memories of New England various,

Were by and large vicarious…

Mostly pictures he saw

with interest and awe,

His chances of a visit–hilarious!

Point of fact he was too young,

Couldn’t drive himself even some…

The eight-hour ride

Once a summer left wide,

Window for relevant magazines to come!

Still his interest grew,

Past the time when he knew…

This paint scheme was gone,

these ALCOs moved on.

But the history he wanted to view.

Found an N scale engine thus,

Painted just like this—a plus–

To re-enact

Historical fact,

Without too much fuss!

–Jonathan Caswell

 

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HIS MERCIES ARE NEW EVERY MORNING

HIS MERCIES ARE NEW EVERY MORNING!

God’s mercies renew every morning,

Reality is now forming…

This is a new day

So push away

From yesterday’s regret and mourning!

(Philippians 3: 13-14; Lamentations 3: 22-23)

–Jonathan Caswell