That tree has weathered

many a storm, but now it seems

it’s time to let go.

Leaf by leaf, branch by branch

it surrenders itself

to the earth from whence it came.

JDG

They’re back,

those jaunty, blue bachelors

lining the road.

There’s nothing buttoned up

about them as they give

sweet daisies the eye.

JDG

Sadness has a way

of sneaking in unannounced

and uninvited,

sometimes refusing to leave

even when politely asked.

It can be helpful then

to let him stay and mingle with

our other guests who may have

 heartwarming and interesting

stories to share.

JDG

The forecast was for rain

and for rain I was prepared, but

when I awoke to sunny skies,

I gladly set the gray  aside,

grateful for some outside help

in shifting inside gloomy weather.

JDG

This morning I awoke to the chatter of birds, 

the meowing of cats, the whining of dogs.

They made certain I couldn’t miss

their plaintive cries beseeching me to arise

and properly prioritize the basic needs

of such hungry creatures.

JDG

Today begins with

not quites  and almosts.

Whether I take that  as 

a judgement, a description,

or a challenge

is entirely up to me.

JDG

Honeysuckle days,

firefly nights foreshadow

summer’s seasonal delights.

JDG

That tree was made for climbing

and if I wasn’t eighty-one

I’d give it a try. Perhaps

 I’ll get in shape 

and give it a try by and by

JDG