I saw a tiny leprechaun
out prancing round my lawn.
He danced a little Irish jig
before he sauntered on.
He dressed from head to toe in green.
He wore a jaunty hat.
And shared his friendly greeting —
all in honor of St. Pat.
A Rainbow Day
May today be a rainbow day for you –
with ev’ry color, complexion and hue.
May the day unfold with a rainbow’s glow,
swelling with Joy, yearning to grow.
May your day be a rainbow of delight,
filled with a zest from dawn til night.
And when, tonight, you take your rest,
may the rainbow’s promise hold you blessed.
A
March Rain
Raindrops on the windowpane
trickle down the glass….
adding wetness on their way,
growing as they pass.
Sliding down the surface,
looking from the outside in…
A raindrop hits the bottom…
then another starts again.
March rain.
Landline Phone
Robo call.
Scam call.
Hard solicitation.
I need to pause a moment
for some quiet rumination.
I pay to have my landline.
For my use. For my convenience.
But when you think about it,
it just doesn’t take a genius
to know it’s been degraded
to an instrument for scam.
And the longer that I pay for it,
the bigger fool I am.
Progress.
March 9, 2026
The forecast is for rain and snow.
I would like to say:
I’m ready for a bit of sun.
I’d like a warner day.
Daylight Saving Time
Today, we’re messing with our clocks.
We do it now and then.
Today we set them forward.
Soon, we’ll change them back again.
Oh, well.
Seattle Weather Report
Cloudy and gray.
Rain on the way.
Typical day.
Not much to say.
Love Thy Neighbor
Love thy neighbor.
Understand: It’s best to walk with hand in hand.
It’s best to live in harmony.
It’s best to leave the missiles be.
It’s best to skip the scourge of war.
It’s best to love. That’s what we’re for.
This Night
May this night bring peace and comfort –
bring a stillness to your soul.
May this night bring silent blessings –
that restore, and make you whole.
May this night lend quiet solace
from the troubles of this day.
May this night grant gift of slumber
to renew you on life’s way.
This night.
Uvalde, Texas
The Uvalde children haunt me.
Tangled thoughts swirl round and round.
Grown-ups heading ‘bout their business.
Slaughtered children in the ground.
Living the Aging Life 