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

First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds

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

My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go

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

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another

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

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

In the still night In the silence, My soul begs, My mind to rest. It’s story told

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

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,