To open and risk hurt... Or stay closed but Never really live. Pain can reveal... A connection to

As we shared stories, The warm hum of voices heard, A cup of love spilled.

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

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 white snow, thin Like sand, over The fields, blowing Across the road. My car rambles

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

Dark bulk of a single bird, With red puffed up chest, As winter’s breeze sways his perch…

The birds flock to the bird feeder, some with black, capped heads and others with

Grateful for: Sunrise of pink and gold Showing the way, Lighting the sky, To another blessed day.

Firefly shine your light, Brighten my life, Lead the way, through The meadows, in my mind. Firefly, float so high,

Time is going by fast, Trying not to live in the past, To keep priorities straight And not falter at the gate. To join the universal goal

Not sure what to write while the world is on the brink of another war. While others face

Sitting on the lake shore, Which made my heart soar, The water rippled at times, Swirled into beautiful lines, Clouds reflected in it’s mirror,

On a walk this morning, the rocky cliffs that reach the blue-green sea, talk of strength today.

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