Silver sliver of the moon With the bright star of Venus Trailing behind. Moonbeams casting light On the waves,

Red sun in the morning rolling up the side of earth. The sky turned pink, as a ball of fire showed it’s strength,

Many thoughts in the mind, Some productive, some not. They glow like fires, Created by needs and

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

Life is like a dream A star studded sky A blink of an eye Oh, how life slips by. Life is like a song

Memories of my childhood Visit more and more Each day, As ghosts of past relatives Cast their shadows,

Just a small part of me wants strife to go away, to return to a kinder time. Am I just losing courage? Life is draining me,

Pink hues from the west Filter through Snow covered boughs Leaving, The evening light

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…

The white snow lay gently on the ground in a swirl pattern. The sky, a slab of smooth grey stone.

What is truth? It’s a changing sky, One day clear, The next, cloudy, Holding the blue and grey,

The flesh withers as we age But our inner spirit Remains the same. And when the body dies The spirit breaks free

Driving through the small towns of America, children of all colors playing in the streets, some with tattered clothes

Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.

Leaves falling, Another season Decorating the earth. One red leaf In my path,