I wake each morning and step aside.
I listen for my cue.
Each day brings opportunity.
Each day brings something new.
Daily Paper
The daily paper brings its news
of heartache and of woe.
And underscores for us each day:
Mankind has far to go.
The Candle
The candle burns
a steady flame.
Its clear pure light
is in your name.
Brown Bunny
A little brown bunny sits
under my rose…
camouflaged, silent,
wrinkling his nose.
COVID Rates
The COVID rates are falling.
We’re seeing signs of hope.
The vaccine’s fighting COVID –
‘gainst its range…against its scope.
Hialeah, Florida
Two dead.
Twenty-two shot.
It’s a world of hatred,
like it or not.
My Soul
My soul is restless.
Ill at ease.
I’ve contracted
COVID Heart Dis-Ease.
Today’s Candle
I’m burning a candle for myself.
It’s been that kind of day.
I need the candle to remind:
It all will be Okay.
My Garden Gate
My garden gate is open.
I hope you will step in.
We can have a friendly visit.
Then, I hope you’ll come again.
San Jose: 9 dead
Now the killing’s in San Jose.
A killer picks up his gun,
goes to the rail yard where he works,
and shoots down every one.
Living the Aging Life 