I have been bird watching lately, they are such a gift!
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
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,
Soft gray clouds pass slowly by, Soon they will release a gift of r… Trees are shedding their leaves As they turn red, orange and yello… Signaling the squirrels to collect…
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
Today, I wish the pain to go, the fatigue that I fight so. This process of aging is unkind and yet, the law of nature is a fast lane of change.
This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
It is what it is Despite my wishes for it, Otherwise. You are who you are Despite my expectations,
The gift of summer Is the sound of a Creek flowing through Rocks. A blue bird perched
The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free
Lately, a sadness pervades, I mourn for youth, perhaps passion of younger days. With age, some of that passion
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.