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

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

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

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

When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

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

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals

On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,

Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird