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

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

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 sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

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

An owl hoots on this cool, crisp Spring night. A sound that’s distant yet echos

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer