Rain, slow and steady,
gently reminds us
life’s not a speeding contest.
JDG
Rain, slow and steady,
gently reminds us
life’s not a speeding contest.
JDG
They
dance to their own music,
sing their own songs –
these playful rebels
in a Walmart world
where cash registers
reign supreme.
JDG
(With gratitude to Thomas who is one of them and who playfully coined the term, “Walmart World”.
As the rain drew near
and thunder filled the air,
birds rushed to quickly
snatch a bite before
they retired for the night.
JDG
An introvert’s dream:
listening to grandkids laugh
from another room.
JDG
That yellow flower
I didn’t plant makes me beam –
beauty with no work.from me.
JDG
Though there’s plenty of food
and plenty of space, those doves
still flutter, peck, and chase.
Sometimes even birds of peace
set aside the golden rule
that was taught in Sunday school.
JDG
Chose not to labor today,
but Knox insisted
we take the time to smell
what to him were roses,
but to me? …I’d rather not say.
JDG
I look out the window
to an ever-changing view
as I muddle my way
toward meaning and find
my windows to the world expand.
JDG
The rising sun calls.
The gentle breeze beckons.
Knox gives me a nudge,
suggests we say yes.
Feeling outnumbered, I
join them for a walk.
JDG
Watching the birds feed
nourishes my spirit, lifts me
from the doldrums, lets me fly.
JDG