The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with

Great scientific minds Working for cures Of terminal diseases, The clock ticks... What is the cure

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

Unable to be all things For all people, Perhaps at one time, I tried. Those days are

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

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.

Cold spring rain chills my body And yet, the birds fly in unison As if, it is a sunny day. The white tail deer Bounce through the ravine

In the bright moments My mind is a flame, Melting obstacles, Gaining gifts of wisdom. In the dark moments

Rolling painted deserts of the west. Shrub bushes dot sloping hillsides. Relentless sun heats up

Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;

I do believe, to give to others lends meaning to our lives. To be there

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,

Pretend there is no tomorrow becau… there might not be. Live like there is only this momen… that is the truth. Nothing is solid but whispery,

If I could go back in time I would fix my wrongs, I would sing new songs And mend all hate And open the gate