Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

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

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird

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

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.