Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;

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

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.

The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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,