Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…

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

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

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

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome

It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with

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

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,

The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.