Time has wings and
The sound of their
Flapping grows nearer
As the past memories
Are pushed into the
The past to make way
For a new promise of
Fulfillment and happiness
Month: December 2022
What I Found
One day I was walking
Down a country road
And happened upon
A deserted ramshackle
House that looked like it
Had not been lived in
For a long time
My curiosity got the
Better of me and I
Waded through the
Weeds to the front door
And entered the house
I went to a room I guessed
Was a bedroom and opened
A drawer of a chest
In it was a paper that had
Written on it: Be kind
Helicopters
Throughout the day
Helicopters fly
Overhead
Some sound like
They are flying
Low
They beat the air
And are gone
Where are they
From and where
Are they going?
It is a mystery.
Museum Tour
Consider your life and
Everything you have done
On exhibit in your personal
Museum
What will you see?
Will you be proud of what is
On exhibit or a little embarrassed?
We all slip up. It is your life and it
Is unique. You have touched people
In ways you did not realize and
Others touched you in wonderful
Ways. That is what it is all about.
Currents
As soon as we are hatched out
Of our eggs and leave the nest
We get our wings and learn
How to fly
First we take short trips that
Scare us and tire us
But our curiosity and desire
To see what is out there
Urges us to soar to the heights
And look down at the world
We live in
Fairies
One morning a little boy
Was playing in his front
Yard and decided to wander
Around through his mother’s
Rose bushes
A little person with wings
Flew in front of him and
Was joined by a few other
Of the tiny fairies
They did not seem to be
Afraid of him and he was not
Afraid of them watching them
Gracefully fly among the roses
Live
I am going to live my life
From year to year
Facing what happens without
Hesitation, not being in a hurry
Or running away
Or being sorry for the things
That disappeared
Flying High
Flying over the forest the
Drone looks down on the
Green canopy stretching
For miles around
Then it dips down and finds
A stream and flies along the
Stream bed under the canopy
Of the trees exploring the
Unknown
Mission
God has given us
One main task in
Life —
And that is to
Develop and grow
In the right direction
To find out who we really
Are
Sidewalk
An old man wearing a tattered
Coat limps down the sidewalk
On a cold winter day carrying
His camera with him wrapped
Up in a newspaper
Taking pictures was his livelihood
Now it is all he can do to get back
To the warmth of his one room
Apartment
Wordman of Alcatraz 