written 1999
Close your eyes and listen, To the music in your head. It sings of all your hopes and dre… The things you fear or dread. It sings of all the happiness,
When you were born How happy she is, that As little as you could feel Her love for you is divine. Day by day as she sees you grow
They play a game, but they don’t a… They loved once but will they love… They always say that was the last… But do they have the right to draw… They want to love but they can’t,…
Cicadas Singing in synchronization As if the Tree branches Were strings of a mammoth
Please forgive them! They know not what havoc they Reeked on you, Their beloved, beautiful home, Now ailing and sad
She watches a purple mountain, Silhouetted against a sky of blue, A sunset slipping behind her peaks… To signify another day is thru. The song of a lonely Bobwhite,
Faded leaves fall aside Pale gray sky envelopes all Summer’s gone and fall is stale Aching world begins to weep Somewhere on the verge of change
Ear to ear is the toothless grin, Widened eyes take all the world in… Sparse fly away hair, soft on your… Alert, attentive expressions to al… Perfect little hands that grasp an…
Promenading mountainous hillsides Cascade beautiful pillow of Fall color. Glorious radiating for reflections… Simultaneously demonstrating dance…
The scent of a blossom So fragrant and frail Beauty of such quality As like told in a fairy tale. A symbol of life
Aunt Maude Anderson, her Auntie, Wrinkles carved in your gentle fac… Where children’s exploring paws Once found a place— A place to feel warmth of sun and…
Remember him when the sky is dark, And clouds hide burning stars. Think of him as the rain rushes To touch his skin, and trees Dance around him through the wind.
Their love is like a garden In need of tender care, And she must guard it lovingly For buds to blossom there. For love will keep on blooming,
It isn’t sun, nor sea, nor sky. It’s none of these, she thinks. It’s not wild, impetuous rivers, Where she stands on the brink. It isn’t crowds, nor gaiety,
Spine of this landscape; this moun… Bathed in hot September sun Live with lizards They let her join them for a bask. She sits and savors this