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

When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

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

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

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

Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars

Come with me To the mountain top, Where the crest touches The sky And the air so pure,

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,

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

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

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;