I awake to find a ghost in view And jump when it looks at me A familiar face forms One I have forgotten It has been so long I am teary My heart smiles My world Dad
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Art – Hour Eleven
A splash on the canvas of yellow and green A leaf or a flower or some evergreen A sign of the springtime or maybe of Fall Or maybe not any of the seasons at all From the side, could it be a goldfish in a…
Mountain Sunset – Hour Ten
The sun set over the mountain range Its beauty shone brightly atop the snow Could this be a sign of seasonal change – This deeply mesmerizing glow Its beauty shone brightly atop the snow A bright ball of light midst a chilly façade This deeply…
Girl and Puppy – Hour Nine
Soft and cuddly, warm and sweet The nicest puppy you’ll ever meet With big black ears and a wet cherry nose She follows my daughter wherever she goes She cuddles and licks with the greatest of ease She wags her long tail as big as…
Phileas and Phoebe – Hour Eight
On a summer evening, I gathered a raincoat and jars in which to catch frogs Steam from my breath, out in the humid air, helped me to uncover a great mystery As I breathed, I noticed moisture accumulating on a foreign object in the dirt…
The Land Knows You Even When You Are Lost – Hour Seven
When everything seems hopeless and fraught in great despair And you’re left with much to question with life crumbling everywhere You may be left to ponder, as you question where to turn O’er that sacred place of solace, where you’ll find that peace you yearn…
Forever Begins – Hour Six
Knees trembling Heavy breath Eyes staring As I make my way towards my future On the air, a hint of scented roses As I smile nervously at the crowd of onlookers staring As I pass All friends and family, gathered to witness The start of…
Have a Nice Day – Hour Five
I am writing this note A missive, I guess To say I’ll be leaving tomorrow My time has now passed It’s over and done And there aren’t minutes left here to borrow I gave you my all, all my time and tears My best and…
Tomorrow Is Another Day – Hour Four
“After all tomorrow is another day.” – Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind (1936) After all, tomorrow is another day This day’s trials are passed While on this day, the struggle’s real Have faith it will not last For each new dawn is a new…
The Bridge – Hour Three
She stares at the bridge, as she’s done years before As memories across time come back to the surface For once, she was younger, the foliage the same As their timeless love story began A young Marine and a seamstress in waiting A summer romance…