Ran out of birdseed,
couldn’t get to the store.
The birds are forgiving;
the squirrels not so much.
JDG
Ran out of birdseed,
couldn’t get to the store.
The birds are forgiving;
the squirrels not so much.
JDG
Morning sun shines its light on all below.
It does not pick
and choose. It
greets us
all.
JDG
If you feel yourself
start to sink and know you don’t
have the energy
to swim, just take a deep breath,
relax, and let yourself float.
JDG
The day breaks
grey except for
that red cardinal
waiting at
the feeding tray.
JDG
Toby and I pause
at the same tree.
I see lush leaves
filtering the morning sun.
He sniffs roots and bark
for signs of passersby –
Two walkers,
two very different walks.
JDG
Even in the rain
the squirrels came,
ever hopeful
the birdseed would be there.
Joined by cardinals and jays,
they gobbled away
and saved none
for the next rainy day.
JDG
In a strange way, when
there is less to fill our time,
the days grow more full.
JDG
We can be as vibrant as Spring trees if
we join Nature’s
chorus and
learn to
sing.
JDG
Those daisies defy
defeat as they survive yet
another roadside mowing.
JDG
H-O-N-0-R,
P-R-O-T-E-C-T,
G-R-E-E-T.
JDG
(with thanks to LuAnne Holder for introducing
me to alphabiku, a form of haiku)