In my little town, the sky sparkles
Like diamond dust thrown in the wind
Lifted by souls of the living
Who search for the gift of happiness.
Like diamond dust thrown in the wind
Questions fly to neighbors near and far
Who search for the gift of happiness
While surveying their view of the world. Continue reading
Mother, may I laugh with you, even as you breathe
out your last memory on the Covid floor?
Oh the days we laughed, once I was a child no more. Continue reading
Ordinarily, I like to shop in person
Pick my own potatoes, pasta and peas.
Finding culinary delights adds to the fun
I fill my cart, happy with my shopping deeds. Continue reading
I watch them come in and out,
Mouths tight, brows furrowed.
Why? They drive in with their fancy
Cars, thick coats, scarves wrapped round
Their necks like a wreath. Continue reading
The beauty, the splendor of bare branches is
sometimes missed by its seeming simplicity.
Each limb holds its own grace and strength,
and yet the union of each to one single trunk
magnifies and signifies the greatness of ONE. Continue reading
