(2014)
Thinking about hard times and ways to deal with it.
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature
I heard past generations In my son’s voice, I saw his life fly Into another dimension, A place, I can only imagine.
Holiday cheer and laughter, Multicolored lights blink faster, Music of love and good will, Grace the air like snowflakes. Tis the season to be compassionate…
Every hour we are someone Different, Every day something new Learned, Death is just another
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,
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal
Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and