The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

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 dance of fear, Of not being enough, Stops and starts. The unknown, an Uncharted sea,

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.

To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

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

One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched

The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with

Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart