11-2016.
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.
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
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.
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn