I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

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

Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart

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,

The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.

Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

Hello Sunrise, with your red ball of fire, peeking over the horizon, leaving the clouds pink,

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,