Time To

by Cheryl Merrick

It  is time to write each day 

Time to study the Gospel

And have moments to think and meditate

It is time to be with my husband

Time to visit with family and friends

And send emails and cards

Time to keep my home clean, beautiful, and orderly

And time to help with the business

Mortality

by Cheryl Merrick


It seemed so far away,
so distant as to be unreal.
Yes, I had known grieving
for those no longer here,
But dying was something
only for the very old–
certainly not me!
Stunned, I realize that my grandparents
were my age, my dad, 
and my husband's mother
were only a few years older 
when they passed on.
Persistently my body is telling me
with each ache and pain
that it is becoming tired.
As I stiffen up after sitting a few minutes,
tire quickly, and sleep lightly,
I am reminded to cherish
these fleeting moments
of mortality.