I'm intoxicated by
The sound of geese
Flying over a sky
Of grey
Honking loud and
Strong
Echoing their happiness
Throughout the universe
I'm entranced by
The formation of geese
Now forming a vee
The freedom.they have
The grace they share
In flight
I'm grateful for the
Sound and flight
The movement I feel
As they pass over
My head
And leave me
In awe
As I wondrously
Stare at.
The sky

With sleek widespread wings
White gulls skim over the sea
The fish are hiding

Perhaps that is why
I have something called dry eye
All the tears were shed

Sitting by the window
Collecting my thoughts
How little they
May seem
I feel something stir
Within and without
Its not the sound
Of words
Churning through
My head
But rather
The tip.toeing.of
Rain
Across the window

Yesterday I inherited
All the gold in
The world
I was given your
Poetry and stories
From.years gone by
How those ragged
Edges.of journals
Crinkled through
My now calloused
Fingertips
Tears started to blot
Some of the carefully
Chosen words
From experiencing
Pain and love
Laughter and tears
The should of 's and
Could of 's
Reminders of the past
As siblings
The success and failures
Of your diabetic journey
Your funny stories
Those that happened
Those that did not
Stories to make you
Laugh or cry
The reminders of
What was
Rekindled in my very
Being
Reading one of
Your stories
Reminded me
How blest and honored
I was to have had
A  brother
Like you

Mr. Moon where were
You.going
Brightly you shone
Till you disappeared
Between a shadowy
Cloud
Time stood still
For a millionth of
A second
Then you appeared
Once again
Amidst the stars

Please, my Lord, Have mercy on me
I pray day and night to you
Please, my sweet Lord
give me a sign
of your forgiveness
Maybe a dream
or a flash of lightning across the sky
whatever will be
and I accept your will