(2013)
Travel on a winter day which can be dangerous but so beautiful at the same time.
Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn
One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
Walking on the edge, Between awareness and sleep. Sometimes... I’m in the moment, I feel my body,
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face
The wind went through me, it carried the yellow, orange and red leaves lightly on the air. Another change is coming,
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with
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
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.