2-2018. Winter has it's moments, but wishing spring comes soon!
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,
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
The white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles
What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,
Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
Twilight slides in quietly as birds fly to warm nests. Pink hues of evening reflect in the clouds. Soon the moon
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and
Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure
One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…