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

Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light

White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,

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

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

The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

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

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind