(2014)
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
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,
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…
If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate
On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,