11-7-2018
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
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
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
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.
Misty fog floating through bare trees. Cold waves of wind coarse through the woods whistling as they go
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
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…
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.