Satrurday morning
it is too early
for me
to wake up
but for little kitten
it is just right
and so

I must wake up
to feed him

Everyone else seems to be moving and I seem to be standing still

Friends become enemies, so why can't enemies become friends?

Isn't it amazing

How something as simple as a flower

Can be so beautiful?

Summer is waning

Autumn is waiting

To take hold

To have its brief moment

Before Winter arrives

To freeze us all again

Early spring in the Midwest:

So early yesterday I looked out to see....

Instead of rain, it was snowing

Winter said "Ha!" to the Midwest

And brought another storm to us

But what is this, by afternoon

No snow should appear Only puddles of water

As Spring said to Winter, "you have no hold here"

(Photos taken out a classroom window before and after school)

Family

That little word

means so much

to many

especially

when you find

long lost

members

Spring is in the air
I can feel it
Soon the biting cold wind
The chill of the snow
Will give way to fresh erth
Green
Growing
Life

The wind calls to me to come and play, but I cannot answer. My work lies ahead of me, reminding of my duty. If only.....

I heard the geese today
As I sat at my deck
My window open
And my cat on my lap

I heard the geese today
I knew by sound
That they flew in formation
From the south

I heard the geese today
And I had to smile
As I thought what it would mean
In a short while

I heard the geese today
Another tell tale sign
That winter will go
That spring is soon to come

I sit and stare
out the window
looking
longingly
at things I can't have
as heartbreak fills
every inch of me.

I hold on to hope
even when
none seems to be found
sometimes wondering why
I still hold on
in the midst of all the sorrow
of the trials I endure

Chill disappears
As warmth blankets the earth
Snow melts
Ice dissipates
And birds sing from naked perches
Amongst the leafless trees
Children play outside
In jeans and shirt sleeves
Where only a week before
Snow suits were needed
A day goes by
Two, three, and then a week
And even the old timers
Breathe a sigh of relief
As winter seems to break its hold
On this Midwest region
Even the nights seem to sing
Of warm spring
 When suddenly
The wind turns chilly again
The snow begins to fall
Down jackets and ear muffs
Are donned once more
As winter reminds us
That spring is really
Weeks away

Ever brooding
Drifting silently onward
Fog across the field

Quietly I sit
Watching as it rolls onward
And awe in wonder

It beckons me soft
Calling like a distant ghost
Listlessly quiet

Silently aching
Something in me wants to go
With the rolling fog

Sometimes
growing old
is optional
but getting older
is mandatory

We should sharpen
our minds
so that they never
grow old

Sometimes
You have to look closely to see
That what you thought was one
Is actually two... or even three

They say it's "for better or for worse"
But how many actually stay through the worse
As well as the better?

Love is patient and kind and does not envy and does not boast
Or does it?
Who knows

Love is something that needs to be worked on
It is something that grows
Only if it is tended to

So love
And
Be loved

Sometimes

The most

ordinary flower can

be so beautiful
 
when seen

through the eyes of

a child

Life
Is what you make of it
Or don't make of it

Sometimes, I think I am not living to my potential
That I am just drifting on in the sea of endless
And unachieved dreams
And just trying to make it day to day
Is a challenge

I could have been so much
And yet I am not
Life sometimes seems so disheartening
That the little things are what you despretely cling to
And find hope in

The countryside
is a pretty place
to be

When I was little
I would look out
and see
a field
a meadow
and stories would start to pop into my head

I haven't changed
as I have gotten older

I like
 to write
a lot
when I am bored
I tell
stories
in
my head.
The characters
are
my friends
my companions
and
my
entertainment

The rain falls
Fiercely
As the storm
Rages on
And yet
I am safe

The rain
Paints a picture
On the window
As the earth
Cries tears
To nourish
The soil
And cleanse
Everything