Many individuals talk about progress, thinking it’s a positive, forward-moving thing. Who doesn’t want that to be something they fought hard to accomplish? We claim to be in the age of technology, enlightenment, and intelligence, but does our claim hold water? What, if anything, has been learned?The three steps forward matter...
I spied the flowers from the roadWhat caught my eye was the gold Yellow sunshine in a fieldIn their centers, chocolate filled Black-eyed Susan is their nameAttracting Butterflies their claim to fame It’s the simple things in life I findThat makes me settled in my mind The fields alive with gold...
breath taker The morning breaker on an ocean wideAs the sun runs across the horizon; it shines Kinetic energy twirling and risinga wall of powerclimbing,climbing wait for the peak at the topreaches a crescendo, then briefly stops With a waving hand, the dolphins riderunning racesside by side Scanning the Ocean with...
Mom needs to feed her babies.She does the best she can, but sometimes crying babiescan use help from her man so mommy and daddy togetherwill probably shed some feathers flying back and forth with foodTo feed their little hungry brood Four babies heard bawlingFor mom and dad, they are calling when...
American Robins pair-bond during the breeding seasonFemales are primarily responsible for building the nest who knows the reason She starts by building the nest made of twigs, mud, and dry grass leavesSometimes the nest will have string or ribbon that the robinMight See Every year mama Robin comes back to the...
There is no match To the strawberry patch The sweet smell of a strawberry Much more than an apple or cherry Mama’s famous jams or jelly Mom’s preserves will fill my belly Picking strawberries as I sit in the row Scooting back and forth on my bottom as I go Looking...
Do not give up, do not tire outTurn the corner and take a different route Things will change for good in a little whileThere is no way for you to turn up the dial Life will come to be just as foretoldWhen a peaceful new world unfolds So, pick up that...
The woman sat astride a bicycle leaning against her home,her hair flying wild and free, and appeared to need no comb With a smile so wide, dimples seenA beautiful nose and eyes in between Mama sat on a bicycle in a sweet pose against the old placeNever-ending shapely legs could not...
It was a hard winter she survivedHoping, desiring for spring to arrive She practiced while the wind was blowingPirouettes, basic but beautiful turns flowing In her company of a sea of red sistersDancing, swaying, without any misters Some stay standing below her bowsThe dance of spring pulled off somehow
