With Fall’s arrival

our pace gets quicker to match

the briskness of morning’s air.

JDG

Speeding through our lives,

we fail to yield to tiny

passing moments of wonder.

JDG

If only my mind

were as still as the morning

after a long, rainy night.

JDG

Check, check, check, check, check.

Everything needed is done.

Time to relax and have fun.

JDG

May the winds of truth

continue. They could very

well blow that house of lies down.

JDG

Blinking lightning bugs –

doing their best to fill in

between sun set and moon rise.

JDG

Learning to dance in

the rain may seem like a good

idea but it’s all wet.

JDG

When the young mess up,

it’s called folly. For us old

folks, it’s called senility.

JDG

Knox’s habit of

running with sticks is ok

until they get in my way.

JDG