Poem: My Red Balloon From the edge of the moon, With my silver spoon . I’ll scoop heavens honey, Let fly my balloon. Catch fly away meteorites With a net made of silk While slowly nipping my hot glass of milk. Those fancy old planets, Dressed up for the night. Play hide me & seek…
Poem: Let’s get in step I will love & find a way to step into your stride, Hold your hand in storm & in surging tide. Wide, spread welcome arms to fold you in a happy cry. A laugh, a simple beating of my heart. The hearth, the home a we grown place well known.…
Poem: The Journey Dusty my feet Each speck, speaks of things seen or done along life’s way Enriched with gold I say The patina of me knocks to the opening door Upon the floor, the dust is washed away Remains the gold His words invite, they hold Me shining , for this new day A…
