To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

The dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

There is my shadow, A dark outline of this body And yet, it also holds, The hidden imperfections Of my existence.

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

Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

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

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

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

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate

As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.

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…

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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