We had a gentle rain last night.
The air was soft and sweet.
The cool gray skies shed drops of rain.
We had a break from heat.
621,000 Americans Dead
Six hundred twenty-one thousand dead.
The numbers chill the mind.
We try for understanding.
What solace can we find?
The figurers climb and climb and climb
while doubters vacillate.
But COVID’s hand of death writes on.
COVID doesn’t wait.
Weather Hopes
I closed the windows. and
I shut the door. and
I pulled on a nice warm sweater.
Overnight the air turned cool and soft.
I hope things will get
a bit wetter.
Kids Killing Kids
Kids are heading out to kill.
They’re bringing guns to school.
The playground is a jungle.
Forget the Golden Rule.
Mankind’s Mess
Kids are afraid to go to school.
Shoppers hesitate to shop.
Folks fear their lives on the freeway.
Will the mayhem ever stop?
It’ll take a revolution
to get out of this mess we’re in.
We made this mess together.
It’s a mess we made as Men.
“I’m an American and I’m FREE”
“This COVID thing is just made up!”
“The deaths are overstated!”
“I’d rather die than wear a mask!”
“I won’t be Vaccinated!”
Okay.
(621,000 dead….and climbing).
Google Forecast
Google says that we’ll have showers.
Wouldn’t that be nice?
I’d like to feel the gentle touch
of a raindrop once or twice!
A Lullaby
A lullaby’s a gentle thing.
It’s soothing and it’s kind.
It brings a quiet rest to sleep.
It soothes a troubled mind.
Seahawks Twelve
My Seahawks “12” is lighted.
I’m all ready for the game!
Their start was not auspicious,
but I’m hopeful just the same.
Lullaby
This lullaby’s to help you sleep –
a gentle, soothing song—
with low soft words of comfort
meant to bring sweet dreams along.
