Putin’s War is a nasty war….
…shows the evil one man can do.
No one in the world can harness him….
…he does what he wants to do.
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My Gate
My gate blew open in the wind –
wide enough for you to enter.
It’s an invitation to come in.
It must be the end of winter.
A Lullaby for Sharon
May slumber overtake you.
May your rest be soft and deep.
May the angels hover o’er you
to protect you as you sleep.
May your dreams be
filled with rainbows.
May bright sunshine fill your skies.
May the night bring rest and comfort
till you open up your eyes.
Mask Mandate Ends March 12, 2022
The COVID threat’s abating.
It won’t ever go away.
Nine hundred sixty thousand dead –
the count of yesterday.
Our world has been forever changed.
Lives disrupted. Re-arranged.
We’ll go about our daily task….
and, we’ll no longer wear a mask.
COVID and the Ukraine War
They don’t seem to mention COVID when reporting on Ukraine.
Is the epidemic raging midst the carnage and the pain?
The question’s nagging at me. It’s one I can’t ignore.
Does the Virus take vacation when two armies go to war?
Today
Today is only Yesterday.
It’s just a step ahead.
Today will be Tomorrow
after just a night in bed.
Mask Mandate Ends at Midnight
Our Guv says: COVID’s handled.
So, at midnight, we’re unmasked.
The worst is now behind us
‘cause we’ve done as we were asked.
Six million dead around the world…
it’s been a long two years.
We’ve hid and isolated
and we’ve raged and shed some tears.
Most have worked together,
done our part, and we’ve complied.
While a few have shouted “Freedom!”
as their neighbors failed and died.
Putin’s War
Putin’s War is an ugly war.
He decides that others must die.
So, he sends his tanks and planes to kill–
while he is well-fed, comfy, and dry.
Quiet of the Morning
In the quiet of the morning,
I can hear the early birdsong.
I can feel the gentle winds begin to blow.
In the quiet of the morning,
I can feel the light grow stronger.
I can almost see the flowers as they grow.
In the quiet of the morning,
I can see the shiny brightness
as the light reflects through early morning dew.
In the quiet of the morning,
I can feel my soul grow stronger
as I try to live a life that’s clear and true.
Putin’s War
Putin’s War is a cruel war,
growing darker by the hour.
He sends his troops and tanks and planes
to display his brazen power.
Living the Aging Life 