Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.

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

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

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

First snow of the season Came down light and gay, With it’s bright white, Reflecting, Off slow moving clouds

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset

The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.