(2014)
Sometimes fear and indecision can be the biggest obstacle to change.
Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,
I lay still While my loved one, Sleeps. His warm hand In my hand,
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…
The red cardinal high in a tree, caught my attention with his melodious chirp on my daily walk.
The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.
As I enter my sixty-third year, Fall leaves grace the path I love, With hues of red, Gold and orange.
Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,
One year since I traveled to paradise. One year since I laughed and danced with friends. One year since I watched
Holy Holy Morning glory Blooming in a haze Of purple light. Holy Holy
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
My heart is a good heart, It beats strongly And works hard, To keep me alive. My mind is a good mind,
White heron skidding the blue, grey water, of the bay. How free and easy you make it look,
Yellow finches Line the bird feeder Against Spring’ s canopy Of green and purple tapestry. Back and forth they go
I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.
Walking on the beach of long ago, the constant roll of the gulf, it’s sound, like a lullaby.