Dedicated to my husband who is a clay artist, 5/17/22.
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
Life is a day dream So they say, With every beat Of my heart, The gate to love
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
What if, The simple things In life, were the Most important Events.