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

No fuss, no drama.

Just soaring seagulls, sunny skies,

gently breaking waves.

I bow to their beauty

 and breathe in their peace.

JDG

Even though I’ve said

hello, the ocean keeps

waving at me.

JDG

After years of estrangement,

body and mind are now

working together

with a heartfelt purpose in mind.

JDG

Breaking waves greet 

clouds overhead

whispering softly,

“We’re in this together.”

JDG

,

The waves’ rhythmic beat

upon the sandy shore 

washes away the tension

from the weeks before.

JDG

After surveying the land,

Knox failed to see 

enough sticks to keep 

his stick throwers busy.

 Off he went on

his stick finding quest

and now our yard 

is one big mess,

but neighbors’ yards

are now stick free.

JDG