Minutes and miles

slowly pass as I travel

through several states to

share memories, stories, laughter,

and time with a dear friend

of over six decades.

JDG

Not so far from home

a rooster crows,

claiming responsibility

for the rising of the sun.

JDG

All that glitters

may not be gold,

but those fireflies

 arouse memories

of friends and jars,

blinking gold lights,

warm summer nights,

JDG

Distracted by internal ramblings,

she failed to see the sunlight

glittering on the sycamore tree,

to smell the honeysuckle,

to hear the crow’s caw.

It makes you wonder

why she took that afternoon walk.

Was it just to get in her ten thousand steps?

JDG

Grass, flowers, bushes,

trees and me –

we all welcome the rain.

We need a break

from this record-breaking

summer heat.

JDG

A faithful viewer,

our cat, Murphy, lies  abed

watching the antics

of birds and squirrels.

JDG

Out of nowhere, they came,

those three deer. So intent

on crossing the road

to get to the other side,

they almost didn’t arrive.

JDG