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

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

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

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

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.

When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old

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

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

Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

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

The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with