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

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.

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

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…

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,

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

The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

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

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

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the