White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

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

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

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

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart

As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.

It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

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