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

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

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

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

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

Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

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,

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…

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