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

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

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…

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

Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

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

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

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

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

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire