The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

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

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

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

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

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

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

Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos