A colorful note, 

delivered to my doorstep –

cardinal’s sweet gift

on this cold, dreary day.

JDG

Though the cats and I watch

 as the birds come and go,

so focused are they

on the seed laid before them,

they refuse to give us

the time of day.

JDG

So glad to be here 

to see the sun rise, to hear

the birds sing, to smell

cat poop, to pet Knox’s fur,

to hear grandkids fuss.

to get to complain.

Nothing and everything changed.

JDG

On a bouquet of flowers

two figures of cardinals sit,

filling the room 

with imagined bird song

and my heart

with gratitude.

JDG

Knox’s joyful welcoming,

full-bodied shivers,

enthusiastic tail wagging,

lets me know he’s glad

I’ve come to my senses

and returned home.

JDG

Though there’s a downside,

I choose to focus on

all the good that’s come

my way since

this unexpected

 hospital stay.

JDG

The universe must have gotten tired

waiting for me to act

and finally took things into its own hands.

Now instead of one day of rest,

I’ll get at least a week.

JDG

The sky overhead

has stories to tell about

the clouds’ comings and goings

or so I was told by a little bird.

JDG