One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…

Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.

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

The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.

It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.

The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes

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

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

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

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

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

If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most