by Abbe Rolnick | May 29, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Taste BudsWilted lettuce past its prime, The grounds of coffee used once too many times,The sweetness of honey,Raspberries plucked at their peak,Which do you seek?I shy away from bitter—an After taste, that wastes my buds.I appreciate sea salt on freshly baked...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 22, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Why do I travel?I journey to revealWhat is hidden within me.In another country, I observe.Sit quietly in the present.No one knows my past,Or where I have been.In the moment I meet a countrymen I’m a stranger in their land. Greeting someone unique in time and place....
by Abbe Rolnick | May 15, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
The Symphony of LifeAs our bones rattleOur blood pulsesOur eyes whisper blinkingAs time moves on.The ringing in our ears Echoes the birds, the buzz ofComputers over bees.Age plays the blues,Th jazz of life improvisedAs time marches on. You can send me comments and...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 11, 2025 | Abbe's Ruminations
Generations of Motherhood : Abbe’s Ruminations May 2025 I didn’t intend to write about Mother’s Day, and in fact my thoughts are more about Grandparents—the wonderful next step in our lives. Once again, I participated in my two grand-daughter’s school event. I...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 8, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Holding HandsDeals have been made with the shaking of a hand.Honor kept by the touching of skin on skin,Eye meeting eyes.A promise valued from a worthy history.When walking hand in handThe offer signals a willingness to trust.A promise to share, give, and...
