I saw it today As I drove around A glimpse of autumn Colors I found … Gold and orange Rust and maroon… Signs the season Would be here soon Born of summer’s Carefree days Autumn dies trying To keep winter away And though it faces A losing fight Autumn never fails To bring delight… Read More Glimpse of Autumn
Down the woodland path Wild and free Are new discoveries And wonders to see Centennial trees Growing tall and wise Will tell dreamy tales About life in the sky On tippy-toes listen To their echoing words That shake their leaves And rustle sleepy birds Awake in mossy nests They’ll sing a song A song… Read More Wild and Free
On a back-country road He caught up to me Was it my yellow shirt He flew close to see Maybe he suspected I was one of his own Another bumblebee On my way home Me, on my bike And he on his wings Discovered together What the journey would bring In tandem, we traveled By… Read More Bike and Bumblebee
What secrets and truths Do old portraits hold What stories were lost Before they were told What history rests Inside antique frames What were their given And family names What would they say About life, they lived What advice Would they likely give What would they change If they could live again What was… Read More Portraits
There was a time Water met sand Wave after wave Slipped through our hands Still, castles were built On innocent dreams And came alive With a salty stream That filled the moat Just a little too fast As waves rushed in We watched it crash But, dreams of a child Aren’t so easily broken A… Read More Castles
The air grew heavy It was hard to breathe The strongest man Was brought to his knees The machinery wailed While doing their jobs The children sweated While the old women sobbed The thermometer rose Threatening to burst Ice cubes melted Before they quenched our thirst We waited all day for The sun to… Read More Heatwave
On cobblestone streets Words were shared You held my hand I knew you cared Basked in the silence Between us both Words unspoken Were what we needed most The sound of our footsteps Told me you’re mine Our shadows were twins In the moonshine Two wayward souls Destined to meet To stroll together On cobblestone… Read More Cobblestone Streets
