Ignoring March’s

blustering winds, cherry trees

join forsythia

and golden daffodils as

budding stars of shining Spring.

                                                                                 JDG

They are right, you know.

Mental health is the issue.

Who in their right mind 

would sell civilians assault

rifles and who would buy them?

                                                                             JDG

We come to the end

of our knowing and a strange

new world awaits us.

Some say go forward; some say

go back. How do we decide?

The delayed school day

was an opportunity

for me to work out.

Both the kids and I give thanks

for a more leisurely start.

                                                                          JDG

Each time the rain stops,

the birds fill the air with song.

I listen and learn.

Let the rain have its full beat

and, in time, I’ll have mine too.

                                                                    JDG

In this sparse season

leafless trees stand, limbs outstretched,

rooted and waiting.

What was has fallen away.

What will be has not yet come.

                                                                    JDG

When I consider

how quickly the morning frost

fades beneath sun’s warmth.

I pause and send my patches

of frozenness compassion.

                                                      JDG

Though I’m old and it

is cold, seeing winter grass

glisten in morning

light stirs something warm and young

in me and I glisten too.

                                                                                  JDG

It’s been quite a mix.

Some days are easy; some are

hard, but in the end

I’m always pleased if I took

some time to exercise.

                                  JDG

I never tire

of these undulating hills.

On good days and bad

they lift me up and carry

me to a more grounded home.

                                                                            JDG