Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

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

Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace

It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

Come with me To the mountain top, Where the crest touches The sky And the air so pure,

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

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…

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

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 like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.