written 1999
The old year is gone, the new year… Now if they could only make pain d… Every time she sees someone smile… She can’t stop thinking why must c… Dreams of spring flowers and happy…
His life is almost over so he’s to… How dare they try to be so bold. He’s seen it all, he has set the p… He’s done it all, he has won the r… He’s listened carefully to all the…
Day dreaming of you, Dreaming of your smile. Your eyes when you are happy or sa… Or when they’re making love. Your arms when you hold her.
She strolled along a woodland path… Mother Nature had placed tiny blo… Sunlight laced the branches of the… And the dew glistened and sparkled… Wildflowers awakening as if from a…
Why does she cry these tears, For they belong not to her But to a child of the night. Who is this child that chooses to… Between parked cars at the edge of…
He wonders now and quests in vain At two or three or four, Before the dawn has lit the pane Or crept across the floor. Is time a rose that plays them fal…
An hour of leisure in the garden Like a song expressless in words A symphony composed in heaven Sung best by soft winds and birds. Enjoy your leisure in the garden
Promenading mountainous hillsides Cascade beautiful pillow of Fall color. Glorious radiating for reflections… Simultaneously demonstrating dance…
Oh how mighty the mountain Home of clouds, home of thunder Brown and copper Rainbow reds mosaic pattern Beautiful in summer
He wondered her in all her moods And in her sweetest hour When first the icy snow would melt And wake the waiting flower. She covered him in the heat of noo…
Sometimes At night He feels Your satin slippers Dancing away
They stand together—those three, Like the birch, clumped outside he… Joined by a common root. Different; yet the same Bent by winds of time and
Out of time Out of place A misfit part Of the human race Outside the rules
Mentioned words in time. Confirmed. The subtlest of lies. Play the part, one man’s heart. To damn the man’s belief.
The elderly are here For a reason she is sure Wisdom they all have Of a life that is pure Rolling with punches