Of Cabbages and Kings

A writer emerges with a poem about families and memories

By LUELLE DOW

Contributor

Back in August I suggested someone write a story for the title “Only Trees Move At Midnight.” Shortly thereafter I met Bonnie Morrison Haines. She actually reads the Cheney Free Press. She reads my “contributions!” We talked.

Soon I received a letter from her. “Thinking of quiet, dark nights,” she said, “the enclosed verses emerged to ‘move me at midnight.'”

Bonnie reminisces about her family home and of all the memories stored within. She said, “I have vivid memories of its rooms, sounds and essence.” I too hav...