Tree after tree after tree stood bare
Robbing the landscape of natural ware.
But life for nature soon shall return
To clothe all that is naked and bare.

All things wintry are starting to slip
Sunshine and blue skies are on the mend.
Jack Frost is losing his chilly grip
As the weather pursues a new trend.

Snow upon snow ‘pon snow gently fell
But now it is slowly melting away.
Lovely scenes languishing in the wake,
As pristine white is spun into gray.

Soon the spring comes--glorious and brave,
As the bleak Winter goes to her grave.
(Revised 2/2018.)

A flower in my
Garden was afflicted.  
Tho’ limp, its color reflected
Some depth and expression.  
Feeling pity…
I could not bring me to
Discard of it.  So, lovingly
And patiently I nursed it
Back to health.

Strengthen the weak.
Revive the hurting.

Have you heard of the rainbow story
With a *** of gold at the end?    
Such incredible tale of hope,
A positive message to send.

As children, we’d see a rainbow
And remember the tale of old—
Longing to find the rainbow’s end
To discover the *** of gold.

But there is a rainbow for all
As life’s opportunities come.
And those are the ones we chase,
Where such ‘gold’ might be from.
And hope is sparked after all these years
Whenever a rainbow appears.

(2/2015 revision)

Songs are
A balm for the
Soul.  Each has a message
For the weary listener in his
Lone plight.

What will life’s tide
Bring today?  
What will it bring,
And in its wake,
What will it carry away?

Empty Yet Full
Empty of worldly goods,
Yet filled with inner peace.
It’s a grand trade off.

The world’s
Accoutrements
Bear no weight unless the
Heart has found its rightful place
In life.