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

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

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

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

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

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

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

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

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

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

Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

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

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