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

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

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

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand

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.

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

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

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

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

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.