On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes

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

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

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

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

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

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

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

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

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,