Some thoughts after the past presidential election. I have always thought it is better to give than receive. 11-11-24.
One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down