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

Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

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

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.

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

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched

Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

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

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay