


A little poem about finding the strength to stand, especially in the midst of our loneliness and uniqueness…

There are changes coming my friends. Perhaps some for the better and some for the worse. Who knows?…
the rainfall strains of the day remains gray cloudy skies hide the sun and last goodbyes the autumns…

Recalling the adventurous hike my daughter and I did this past summer to High Rock Lookout just outside…
As I sit in muted silence The incessant ringing in my ear Thoughts of This and that Dissolve…
I see a duck on a hot asphalt lake His story moves in the shimmering heat As summertime…