7-3-21. Impressions of summer
When I first heard “The Blackbird,” In the middle Of night, I was just thirteen.
Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,
Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings
Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.
Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome
On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while
Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.
On the brink of leaving, To go beyond These borders And say good-bye, To all you know,
Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.
Cool breeze rustles through the tr… drifting into my open door and leads me to the window to see leaves falling with abandon. Highlights of red and gold lace
Itchy eyes scaly feet achy joints and bad teeth hair so fine
Ambition seems overrated at this time of life, effort seems more like strife. In my youth I was motivated by a hungry desire
The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with