Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

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

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

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

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

Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.

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…

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

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

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

In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset