If they wait til noon

only a few kernels remain

and by two even those few

have disappeared, 

a lesson duly noted

by all flighty flyers.

JDG

Walking a winding path

into a whole new year,

wondering where it will take us

and what it is we will find.

JDG

Waking from a nap,

I look out the window

and see a small bird,

head cocked, 

staring back at me.

I wonder what 

he’s thinking, what

 he’ll  tell his friends,

how his tale will begin,

and how it will end.

JDG

Knox looked at the trunk

of that fallen tree

and shook his head as if to say,

“That’s  too much

even for me.”

JDG

Nestled among rolling hills

and evergreen trees, the cats and I watch

 as the cardinals feed.

Knox waits impatiently at the door

ready to start his morning chore

 banishing squirrels and gathering sticks.

Everything is as it was before.

Joy stands waiting at my front door…

with a welcoming heart, I invite her in.

JFG

.

After a mistake,

it helps to recalibrate.

We didn’t lose our minds.

They were just misplaced.

JDG