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Ice cream and peanuts

Cotton candy and Spring time

Baseball season's here
The table
was set
with one less
place setting.

No more
fresh
corn muffins
were baked.
No applesauce
to be found
on the
table anymore.

And
after dinner
was finished...

No more,
"Bob; would you
like a cup of coffee"...?

No more,
"well
of course Sally;
suuuure"...
could be
heard anymore.

He's gone.

Never to
be seen
or heard
from again
at momma's house for our family get togethers.

Lung cancer
made
sure of that.
How you look at me

Is much different than how

I have looked at you.
Spring time.

A time for squirrels and birds to defrost their tiny feet.

A time for life to come out from under the winter's snow and to live again.

Spring time.

A time for all life to live once again.
Whether it's the crickets, the critters or the squirrels?

It's time for all to live once again.

Enjoy the red cinders floating by in the sky from the bonfire a few streets away.

The smell of lighter fluid, charcoal and hot dogs grilling a few doors down.

Enjoy the jet's trail in the aqua colored sky as it soars miles above the Earth.

The sound of the waves crashing upon the beaches shoreline.

Enjoy a cozy thunderstorm and the lightning that turns night into day.

The quiet time during that thunderstorm to write and to feel so connected to life.

Enjoy it all because soon enough, winter will be here once again.
Index finger laying across tightly pressed lips as I drive down the Boulevard.

I watch the fluffy cotton fall down to the earth.

Snow globe picturesque we are shaken once more.

No complaints from me I mumble to myself.

Once again my eyes, my heart and my soul are afforded life's beauty.
As old age grabs hold

Better use it or lose it

Because your time wanes
Her lips and her eyes

Like an ocean's summer breeze

Pure captivation
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