A beagle puppy napping on the hearth The morning offering whispered at dawn Young lovers flirting on a garden bench The chair in which Granddaddy used to sit
Cranky old men who feed the birds each day Cool boy-band posters on a teenager’s wall Red spider-lilies in the autumn sun And children’s toys scattered all over the yard
“Bourgeois sentimentality!” some cry: Well, yes, yes it is – by the Grace of God