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

Now that the weather

has turned cold, birds and squirrels

have become rapid  feeders.

They appear early,

gobble down the seed,

and hang around hoping for more.

JDG

Not too long ago.

I showed her how to stack blocks.

Today she showed me how to forward a text…

again.

We both agree she’s a much faster learner.

JDG

December twilight

softly announces

the day will be

getting colder.

JDG

When the temperature drops

below thirty-two,

I prefer to stay warm and snug.

 Knox, however, has other ideas

which he insists on sharing.

I finally concede and as we leave

I scowl at the cats who lie on their beds

wrapped in warmth and looking smug.

JDG

Yesterday’s small earthquake

 reminds us

 the ground beneath us

is not as solid as we think.

JDG