Precious Were The Hours: Poems and Other Ruminations from an Old Baby Boomer

If poetry is not your "thing," this book will change your mind. C. S. Lewis wrote, "We ought not write about our actions but about our thoughts. We busy ourselves talking about the weather and the little trivial happenings of each day, while the thoughts of our hearts, the really great experiences of ourselves, are seldom mentioned."Approaching the end of a long and fulfilling life, an aging Baby Boomer publishes his first book - a collection of poems originally written for his grandchildren and never intended to be made public.* Writing in verse, the author reminisces about the joys of family, friends, nature, and living a simple but rewarding life. Opening with a nostalgic reverence for our ancestral beginnings and hope for future generations, "A Grandparent's Message" sets the stage for a wide-ranging series of poems that will take you for a ride along life's emotional roller coaster. * Thirteen years ago the author's niece suffered a severe spinal cord injury at the age of 27, and has been confined to a wheelchair since then. Prior to the injury, she was an avid outdoor adventurer, enjoying mountain climbing, hiking, biking and camping.Following two unsuccessful years of complete bed rest to heal lower body pressure wounds, she spent four months at Maine Medical Center in 2020 for reconstructive surgery.All proceeds from the sale of Precious Were The Hours, will go toward the purchase of a standing wheelchair for Rebecca to help reduce the risks of future pressure wounds.