4-1-19
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
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
Mr. R. would talk about his deceased brother, he dreamed about him frequently; also of an eagle
As I age this last quarter of my life, I am fading into the background. As I let go of roles,
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
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,
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…
Geese are honking As they fly Across an orange colored Sky. My spirit soars
When I sit And watch The in and out Of breath, Thoughts no longer
Oh hummingbird Where are you now? Have you taken My courage with you? Oh hummingbird
Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most