4/7/20
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
The hummingbirds are buzzing As well as the bees. The Orioles land gingerly On top of the feeder. Cautiously they move down
Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
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…
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,
Red cardinal dancing On white snow, How regal you appear With your cloak of red, How it cheers my heart
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,
It’s that time of year again. The sound of honking geese fills the air, as they pass in alignment, to the Deep South.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,