Tuesday, December 24, 2019


Post by Doris McCraw
writing as Angela Raines

Photo property of the author
Well, it's December 24, 2019. The year is almost at an end, and Christmas Day is right around the corner. Many of you will be spending time with friends and family. Others will be remembering those who are no longer with us or are deployed in another part of the world.

Holidays are so many things to so many people and for that reason, this post will be brief for most want to spend time with those they care about.

Below is a poem, an homage to those who traveled this land before we were even thought of. It is what we love and write about, those images and echoes of the time before.

by Doris McCraw

Quite of echoes, rising out from land
Rolling of wagons, images lost in mist
Mountains grow – sink, hourglass sand
Ghosts in the mind, voices persist
History beckons, out on the plains
Stories are calling, help they insist
Aged city, feels growth pains
What is mystery, ceased to exist
Time grows short, trip soon done
Will memories fade, post haste dismissed
Voices cry out, before long none
Echoes call, do not desist
Wishing everyone the best Christmas, New Year and Holiday season. See you next year. 
Doris Gardner-McCraw -
Author, Speaker, Historian-specializing in
Colorado and Women's History
Angela Raines - author: Where Love & History Meet
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