4-2024. Remembering a trip to my home town. Ready to go back next year!
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand