Driving down the road, The song, “Let It Be” Came on the radio. Taking me back to Various scenarios.

Not sure where we are headed, Could be a long ride, Keep your heart steady, Open wide your eyes. There is something to learn

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

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

When you are not here An empty heart full of fear Arises and wonders If I will see you again. What will I do without

This evening the blank, white page is open. My nerves are on edge, while a storm forms on the horizon.

Tonight, the wind whistles as it rushes through the atmospher… Winter’s bare limbs of swaying trees, dance in the shadows.

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.

Orange full moon with a half smile, a hanging lantern, lighting the way, through dark streets,

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

In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,

One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…

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

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

The misty, night rain, Soaking bare trees, Bringing nourishment. I stand at the window, A steady beat echoes