1/18/21. Dedicated to my husband of 41 years.
Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,
Old friends walking on the beach, the waves bring in, memories, of carefree days;
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
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…
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,
Last night I dreamt that I floated above the clouds, above the earth and my heart
A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.
This is the America I know: A sea of white, black, red, yellow And brown faces, Strong minds and voices Raised to the sun,
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
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.
As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.