1/18/21. Dedicated to my husband of 41 years.
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
Blue star behind tree branch. White cloud passing half moon. Black space surrounds like a
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
Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay
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…
Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.
Perhaps it is the mind separating things into this and that. Perhaps it is the mind with it’s preferences
When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without
Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.
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…
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.
Looking at my journal’s Blank page While geese fly by and honk A greeting. The red cardinals
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.