As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.

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

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

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

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

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

On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes

Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…

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

Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light

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

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,