The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…

As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure

The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.