1-6-2019
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Her smile was like gold, Her lines were often bold, Her stories of wisdom told, In books that are now sold. She has left the earth,
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
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,
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments