Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life

Summertime gives A chance to grow Under the sun, Travel, to new places And have some fun.

Time passing by now In a blink of the eye, In the clap of a hand, In the chirp of a bird, In a flash of light

Photos are all I have At times, Of smiling familiar faces, My family spread out. I would travel often

In the rustle of leaves the wind plays a tune, the change of season is on the horizon. It asks permission

It’s a billion stars moving and co… While we sleep. It’s one miracle after another and… We do not take the leap. It’s the great heave of nature

Inspiration is in the falling of rain, the soft coo of birds in late afternoon, the sinking of the

Sometimes wonder about a star, way afar. How life might be in outer space,

The chimes outside the pottery studio ring like a temple bell, calling the faithful to honor,

Squirrels with bushy orange tails leap about the deck. Crickets hum, confused that it’s not dark yet. The caw of a blue jay

I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

Standing at a crossroad Between this life And the next, Heart in hand I knock on that

Harsh reality smacks like a slap of cold wind. Sometimes I’m a tough sailor, at the helm,

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