Birds flying here and there, landing on branches to chirp and bare, their heart. A private club among the trees with their own private code.

Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

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

Easing down the gravel road, yellow leaves spiral across, like a welcome

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

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…

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,

Pale blue moon Of August, Peeking behind The clouds, Luminous,

Thoughts flicker like twinkling lights, ride them across the sky. Embrace your dream,

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

Remember the night we took your mother’s car and drove over the skyway bridge? The moon was a bright light to show the way.

The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,

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

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

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.