(2014)
After hearing a favorite song and remembering a difficult time, a poem came out
The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched
Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,
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
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,
Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song
Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,
Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
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
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,