Birds just sing their songs.
They don’t hesitate because
they think their songs unworthy.
JDG
Birds just sing their songs.
They don’t hesitate because
they think their songs unworthy.
JDG
The sudden downpour
on my way home couldn’t
dampen my spirits
after a satisfying
afternoon spent with a friend.
JDG
The morning after last night’s storm
butterflies flew among sun-lit flowers,
we gathered fallen limbs,
squirrels leapt between branches,
and birds returned to the feeder.
Things are different, and yet the same.
JDG
Every night we play
the same old toss and fetch game
and never once has
Knox grown tired before me.
Ah, to be young and a dog…
JDG
Be on the lookout
for small kindnesses. You’ll find
more than you looked for.
JDG
With a happy lilt
birds greet the gentle stillness
following the storm.
Though more storms will surely come,
they welcome the peace that’s now.
JDG
Murphy doesn’t like
closed doors. She isn’t looking
for privacy. It’s
connection and engagement
she craves – much like some of us.
JDG
Every now and then
our day has an easy flow.
Heart, mind , and sprit
blend effortlessly and leave
the body deeply content.
JDG
Rushing can make me
lose time – a lesson I had
to relearn today.
JDG
Fire flies, blinking
beacons of lively light, end
the day, welcome night.
JDG