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Silvered rays of light
dance across the surface
of the small pond.
Dew drenched Cattails
jutting from the shore.
Green Milfoil lays on the surface,
solid except for the trail of a duck.

A small Fungi, perhaps,
growing from the space
on our deck.

Oh leave me alone.
Take away my phone.
I will stay more alive
If you let me drive.
No matter who you are,
Please don't take my car.

Where do you go now
on this journeys end?
Do you seek loneliness or
time spent with a friend?

A ray of light from above
Falls softly, upon my love.
The Moon, a pale shade of blue,
Sends all it's love down to you.
Enjoy the moment, while you can
For the life we know but don't understand.

The path, that I once did tread,
covered now with leaves all dead.
A path, both narrow and sometimes wide
we could walk until evening tide.
A path young people could meet,
now muffled with shuffling feet.
A most beautiful ground in the park,
sheltered with tree limbs and trunk bark.
Now on this site, this Winter's day,
no invitation needed, just stay away.

The blanket of wet leaves
lying upon the cold ground,
will nourish all the new growth
that will soon abound.

I am amazed at the tenacity of this plant.
Under the kitchen window, next to the siding.

Moved these under the kitchen window,
Close to the house, for protection.
They have survived Frost
And they still hang on

The height of a persons futility
is trying to argue with stupidity.

A hanging element,
passage to the Stars,
on our adventure,
a trip to Mars.
A lifetime's journey,
for a trip so long.
A lonely memory
enshrined in song.
A golden history
for all to see.
Your sacrifices,
will always be,
one so heroic,
in our modern time,
a historic honor,
so very divine.
What is this?
The rambling text
is life's happening
and what is next.
Time travel will be
that moment in time
when I return to thee.

My knees are weak.
My skin does sag.
I'm starting to look
Like a misshapen bag.
The aging process
Is so very grand,
That exercise is needed
Now, on demand.