Cold
Gray
Nasty day for Spring
The squirrels were wet and freezing
Hoping for something to eat
No success just yet
She came by left the shelled roasted nuts in three places near trees in the park
One squirrel summoned two others
They feasted as their human walked away
Watching quietly in the rain
Here's to sunnier days and more caring humans

You can't avoid the pain in their eyes
Maybe a faded smile
Look a little longer and dig a little deeper
Sometimes the older photos have stories that we are first beginning to know and understand
There is a cost
Maybe even a gift we have yet to accept
Care about connections
You might reconnect and yet maybe not but know about them
Find out who you are and family matters
Found them yet still searching so the story continues

My Dear Old Friend
Come to talk to you again
About what is, what was, and what will be
So many pens and styles
Computer screens
Notebooks plain and colored
Lined and unlined
You were the one I talked
Ran too
Confided in
Even now
Just as I bust out bursting free
I still find the time
For you are always my first and best friend

Angels CD arrived today
So excited about last night
Musical and writing chemistry like a new planet
What fun watching
Now to listen to the CD
Been awhile since I bought one
This is well worth the wait

Memories are lovely but can’t live in them
There is magic around if your heart is open and your mind wide
When readers react to your work regardless of origin and they are taken by it
Dreams long forgotten come true
When I say I am a writer
The eight year old me remembers all the old notebooks she still owns
I have taken  my own breath away when I say I am a writer
Some dreams come true when you don’t expect them to happen
Later than expected but happening now
Still don’t believe it

You wish you had wings to soar and travel
Words awakening you at all hours have a home with you
You don’t escape until those phrases capture your soul
We do lose control but you always
find your way back
Young at heart,middle-aged,young
It doesn’t matter because you know
Writing Joy
Writers feel it way down deep