1-6-2019
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
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,
In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission
In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments
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…
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
The buck in the garden Chewing up hard earned Labor, His antlers raise, His ears perk up, as
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.