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

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal

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,

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

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

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

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

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

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

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

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