Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

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

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

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

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

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

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

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

Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face