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

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

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

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

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

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,

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

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.