When The Sun Comes Up

By Richard Radtke

When the Sun Comes Up is a book full of thoughts of the past, and thoughts of what may be, or could have been. Written by one who looks at life with a view that is filled with truisms, hope, and perhaps a few regrets. It is a mix of short essays that reflect us all, and gives us a look at what we may have learned over the years, and what we still can learn. Perhaps with these words we can see a bit better what it is to appreciate those lives that are around us, and learn that we must all slow down a bit to enjoy the scenery along this long road of life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Richard Radtke
• Release date: Mar 14, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301599899

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When The Sun Comes Up

By

Richard R. Radtke

When The Sun Comes Up

By

Richard R. Radtke

Published by Richard R. Radtke at Smashwords

Copyright 2013 Richard R. Radtke

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Dedicated to my family

to whom I owe so much.

Table of Contents

A Small Slice Of Life

Destination...

A Child's Tears

Waiting

When You Get To The Gate

The Master's Hand

It Is Raining Today

Will The Flowers Grow?

A Look Within

The Call

Answering The Call

The Fall Of Fort Fearless

It Is Just A Tree

A Small Slice Of Life

The old man sat on the porch watching nothing in particular, but watching none the less. As he watched memories played through his head in a random order, although perhaps they played as they did due to the things he absentmindedly watched around him. The things that he took little note of, but no matter. What he thought about is what was important. Nothing of earth shaking consequence, in fact nothing that many of us would care about, but to the old man they were bits and pieces that on the whole made up his life, the things that made him who he was.

Looking from the outside at this mans life, one could say he was a good man, one whom you would gladly have as a friend, There was nothing to set him above many others, no great discoveries, no great works, just a life that was lived, with high points, and low points, and a general happiness, with a scattering of grief and despair. He was an average man, but unique, his experiences, his feelings, felt by him as they would not be felt by others. So in a sense he was special.

The yard, once his pride and joy, was not kept as neat and trimmed as it once was; crabgrass grew in tufts here and there. When it first appeared the old man did what he could to eradicate it, but this