Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

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

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

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

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

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

There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free

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

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,