In the depths
      of life's chaos
there is hope-
     a light of salvation
to pursue.

Joy,
     in a fleeting glimpse,
but a small moment
     of tender peace,

Calms
    the restless
          eternity.

I’m coming apart at the seams
No longer sprint like a deer
Except in occasional dreams
I struggle in my yoga class
Since getting titanium hips
The lotus and pigeon I pass
It’s so difficult to apply
Mascara to my lashes
I look in the mirror and sigh…
I can’t see without my glasses
But it’s difficult to ignore
Those itchy, mystery rashes
It’s over, now, wearing short skirts
Got to keep knobby knees hidden
While I try exercise in spurts
Joints in my ankles hips and knees
Are letting me down so fast
That climbing stairs is no breeze
I’m shrinking, less one inch this year
My hands crawling with blue veins
Spelling out, “THE END IS NEAR"

I can’t take Sam off speed dial
I’m expecting his call
Especially Sunday mornings
Warming up, stretching tall

That’s when he always calls me
Though sometimes I call him
Now twenty Sundays have passed
My chances getting slim

I can’t delete my brother
I’m still yearning for his call
He owes me one, even though
He died one Sunday last fall

Beautiful Roses, engulfing the Light of the Hot sun.
Beautiful sparkling water, cool to the feel in the throat.
As it falls down into one's stomach quickly still falling.
Beautiful Savior whom took my place on that Cross.
Whom took my place while the soldiers had abuse him.
Beautiful Savior whom has risen back to Life 3 days later.
Beautiful , Dear Friends here whom I love so much.
Beautiful Souls, each of you have I want to thank you.
For being who you are, very special Human Angels.
I want you whom I have befriended on Facebook.
To know that each of you all are very special to me.
I want you to know that I see each of you as Human Angels too.