The older I get, the simple things become more important and I am learning to be okay with that. 8-23-2024.
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.
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
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos
Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down