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

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

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love

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

Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people

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,

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

Embrace that which comes with ease: The twinkling of an eye, The drumbeat of a heart, The blooming of a flower,

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

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…

Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,