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

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

Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

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

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

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

Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,

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

My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

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

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