Sometimes we’re ready

but the circumstances aren’t

and we find ourselves

with yet another chance to

learn the fine art of patience.

JDG

Some impatient trees

are ready for change after

summer’s weather. Leaf

by leaf they’re preparing for

 a renaissance of color.

JDG

Of the many paths

I might have taken, the one

I’m on, though winding

and sometimes a bit rocky,

is one I’m glad to have walked.

JDG

She told me to let

my feelings flow, but I told

her the world wasn’t

ready for another ark.

An unspoken damn would do.

JDG

Tomorrow we wave

goodbye as she embarks on

her westward journey

to a new life. May she find

everything she’s looking for.

JDG

It’s Sunday morning.

Not a creature is stirring

except for the cats

who don’t understand Sunday’s

been declared a day of rest.

JDG

Every now and then

a couple of deer appear

and saunter across

the yard, pausing frequently

to nibble on leaves and grass.

JDG

After a moment’s 

indecision, the clouds part

and let the light through

though I know, in time, they will

more than likely change their minds.

JDG

Off in the distance

a train whistle blows. Some folks

are coming, some are

going, but even if they’re 

asleep, they are on the move.

JDG

I was told off by

a bird this morning because

I had neglected

to put out seed. Once he had

his say he left in a huff.

JDG

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