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,

Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon

Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

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…

Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,

It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.

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

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

Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences

Red, yellow and orange leaves Fall quickly now And create a tapestry of color That fill my mind With joy.

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.