
She said, “I know what it’s like to be dead.
I know what it is to be sad.”
And she’s making me feel like I’ve never been born
-John Lennon

She said, “I know what it’s like to be dead.
I know what it is to be sad.”
And she’s making me feel like I’ve never been born
-John Lennon

Lucy

To all the Moms, today and every day…
Respect
Love
Admiration
and a great big
THANK YOU!

emptiness

our spot

snow shadows

someone waits
but I can’t imagine who
someone waits
but not of this earth
someone waits
It cannot be you
someone waits
I’m reminded
now and then
when my heart
is prodded
just to let me know
I will reach
the point
of the letting go

bird house on an Autumn afternoon

there are times
yes
there are times
little bundles
of events
encapsulated
within a framework
of a life
and mentally shelved
to collect cosmic dust
or left out in the rain to rust
dragged out every now and then
for critical review
then polished up and given to you
‘there was a time once”
each would say
it was just once
now it won’t go away
but I look at each second
I look at each minute
not one of them seems
to have you in it
I don’t mean to be raving
but are they worth saving??