The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.

Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

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.

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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

Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

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…

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

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

Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

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

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