Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…

Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos

It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature

Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

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

The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

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

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes