(2014)
On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.
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,
Life is but a dream, our fantasies, spill, like liquid tears that pool and vaporize into the air.
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.
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.
You may not know what you’ll do next: Hit the open road With your thumb stuck out. Give up all you own
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
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
Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand
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,
Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.
If I had all the time In the world To write, What would I say? What would be the most
Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,