Just a fun little poem on aging 10-2016
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
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.
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
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…
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences