Afterglow

I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow
of smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
and bright and sunny days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve,
to dry before the sun
of happy memories
that I leave when life is done.

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Grayce McGuigan Schiller
died December 10, 2009

Graycie, your afterglow is blinding. 

Lux Aeterna

Rules are Meant to be Broken?

I got my season renewal packet for Opera Theatre of St. Louis this week.   I get (have) to sit through The Marriage of Figaro  yet again.  But that’s ok, I like Figaro.  Usually.   And I get to see Eugene Onegin again.  I saw it so long ago I barely remember it.   Then there is an Isaac Mizrahi  designed production of Sondheim’s A Little Night Music.   I love Sondheim and will be exciting to see what OTSL does with it.  Last, but certainly not least, there will be the world premiere of The Golden Ticket,  an operatic version of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.