When you look at the moon I see your smile. When you speak to the moon, I hear your whispers. When you cry within the moon’s sig…

The blue of the sky Meets the green of the sea In the white of thousands of years… Frozen in a two-sided mirror of ti… You look back to see the past reve…

Winds swirl around me In their familiar way, A touch here, another there, They move me along. I’m like a leaf:

Thirty miles to the west, sleet an… thirty sleeps the bay, temperer of… While snow and ice chill the west,… up to our chins. Here by the ocean… Instead of the sound of waves grow…

Dirty hands clasped in prayer, Dusty fingers raised to the sky, Pleading for the same blessing. It had been weeks since the last r… leaves folded upright keeping thei…

to be remembered by someone younge… people to be respected for who the… what they have. spring to last a few weeks longer. to always be thankful.

Walking alone on streets I was fa… felt that I was lost. If it weren… A-spin, I looked for my map And saw that I was lost.

Rain has been falling for two days now, The dry soil finally quenched after the long, hot dry. Ditches, ponds and guts

Change is a-coming, And it’s a-stayin’ Change is a-coming, Goodbye.

I walked on the same path With Pablo and Gabriella Last night. It is possible, too, That I heard their music,

for you who toil, Rest. for you who grieve, Comfort. for you who hunger,

The sunrise sun backlit the now br… it passed through them to light a… of fog strewn across the road. I shuffled through those pages ear… would have done so without me.

She asked me, “Poppa, What is love?” And I thought and then said “Love is what you need and want it… She thought some and said,