In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine

Oh billionaires! How you have lost your soul, lost the goal and kneel down

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

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.

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

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

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

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,

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

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