When the rain keeps me from walking
and the cold keeps me away
and I don't feel much like talking
then, I find another way...

to entertain my soul
to satisfy my longing
such things that make me whole
I do not like prolomging.

A good book is a plesdure
or some peaceful, quiet song
Chopin's a pleasant treasure
nothing noisy or too strong.

The walk still beckons me
the clouds have left the sky
is that the sun I see?
then I must say goodbye!

I say hello
they pass on by
as if they did not hear
strangers on a hiking trail
'tis these people
that I fear.

Like a leaf, we wither
like  a flower, we soon fade
too much sun destroys us
we must always seek the shade.
Here today and gone tomorrow
like a shadow passing by
we are for just a moment
like a twinkling of an eye.
In the vast eternity of time
we blossom quicly, then we die
hopefully, with love and peace
knowing well, the reason  why.
Shadows come and shadows go
like a fleeting, rushing stream
in  a life, that soon is gone
like  a long forgotten dream.

I always wind up here
no matter where U start
but it's my special place
so dear to my old  heart
All further thoughts are futile
to that, I am resigned
my mind cannot acknowledge
such ideas of any kind
I am happy and contented
in the spot which I am in
far away from trouble
from the places I have been
Sheltered by my living
it is well within my soul
as I feast upon my pleasures
the things that make me whole
Long walks with my dog, Charlie
curled up with one good book
listening to my music
in a cozy, pleasant nook
The days go right along
year by year by year
and whatever things befall me
I always wind up here.

Be with me Lord
when I am in a fearful place
and of your presence
there is no apparent trace
only darkness that prevails
and there is no shining light
only sadness that seems
to cover me like night
Be with me as I seek the way to You
turning from the clutches of despair
to find the exits that exist
to find the stair.
Be  with me Lord to fight the dark
to resist the ever present foe
reach out to me and guide me
show me just the way to go.
Be with me Lord and be my light
direct me in the street of decency
blot out my shameful shadowed past
I ask for You to rescue me.

There was an old man from Brazil
who gulped a ****** pill
it stuck in his throat
he almost croaked
it hurt when he started to speak
now he's just fine
but his neck was stiff for a week!

Outside, the day is warming
inside, the coffee dwindles
I'm getting the gumption to go
just looking out the windows
My reactions slow with age
it's harder to get going
arthritic limbs resist
when cooler winds keep blowing
Don a sweater and a cap
a windbreaker will do fine
thick and heavy trousers
hiking boots to toe the line
Sun shades and some gloves
dog bags,  for my furry friend
who trots along beside me
his devotion never ends
The walk is paramount
all other things are petty
the coffee's almost gone
and now, by God, I'm ready.