HE sent me
A wheelchair to my bus
Not a lot to discuss

When I asked him,
"Where do you want to go?"
He replied: "I don't know."

Still I cared
For Pirate Eye
Wheelchair guy

Should I keep a favorite
Color and number
In my last frosty November
Of course I will remember

All places
And all their faces

She is a bouncy dandelion

Dancer of wind

                             Fire

Eternity

Skin like
Ivory
And eyes of
Tea

Plucker of
Strawberries
                      violets
And daisies

Day-star child
                        ( I can see)

World flowers

Peaceful painter of
Simple complexities

And eyes

                little stories

Cats purr around my bed
Like mini motorcycles
One
Hardly a Davidson
Comes up to me
Bohemian Rex Charlie

I do not know
Who will be next to sleep in
My room
But I do know
Who will sleep in
My tomb