Hard as it is
to look at his empty bed,
I can’t put it away – not yet.
I know the time will come,
but not now.
JDG
Author Archives: Joan
Stew
To potatoes of thought,
add onions of emotion,
stir in tomatoes of regret
and any leftover beef.
Simmer indefinitely.
JDG
Spring Ritual
Each year those bachelor
buttons invite sweet daisies
to the big Spring Dance.
Year after year what they hear
is a bright, excited YES.
JDG
A Tender Parting
Toby waited
for my son to come,
then, knowing I was
in good hands,
he gave his tail a gentle swish
and left for his final journey.
He will be deeply missed.
JDG
The Last Walk
For over twelve years
we walked together, Toby and I.
Today I walk without him by my side,
but he’ll remain forever in my heart.
JDG
A Look Back
What we see when we look back depends not
on the past, but
on who we’ve
come to
be.
JDG
Cardinal Colors
High among the branches
of a distant tree
rests a glowing
patch of red
with shimmering wings.
JDG
Small And Alone
Such a tiny deer
crossing the road all alone,
no companions or
mother nearby – May it be
safe, May it find its way home.
JDG
Magic Moment
An invisible force
casts a shimmering spell
and the trees begin to
wave and whistle.
Listening, the nearby pond
responds with winks and giggles.
JDG
Words To Live By
We know he’s not a reader,
but if he had opened the book
he held tightly in his hands,
he might have come upon these words:
“Love the Lord, thy God with all thy heart,
and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.”
and “Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
If he had taken those words to heart
the path before him would not
have been cleared with tear gas.
JDG
