Forlorn the wind
In dead of night,
Moving the mind
Changing the plight
Of others who
Worry. Wrong or right.

Is it even a word,
Inanity?
Meaning of questions
About where thy
Must be.
Believing you are
What you see on TV.
Question after question
Until you can't see
Suffocation is first
Then it is insanity.

Forth came the wind,
forced through the light,
anguishing those souls,
afraid of the night.

A Light crescendo
at break of dawn.
I take a breath
stifling my yawn.

The night approaches
on tippy toe feet,
as the Sun gives up
making its retreat.

For loss of wife,
there is no cure.
Nothing to do over,
can't take a pill.

What light gleams
on a cloudy day?
Oh, it's the Sun,
hip, hip, hooray.

Eyes glazed over
once more,
as questions repeat,
about buildings next door.

I see your face
and then a smile,
giving me a feeling
of your unique style.
A smile, gracious, I am
just a little smitten
by the lovely Bulgarian.

The life we share,
we are not alone,
for we are partners,
in this great unknown.
The great part of life
which touched us before,
is one of a caring love.
A love, which I now
profess to you.
No matter what this
will bring, I'll fight for
you forever. At least,
I will try to level the score.

The worries in my mind
of things yet to come,
bother me today, every time
are now ad infinitum.

The rabbit runs or does it bounce,
as it comes across the street,
searching, ever searching,
looking for my plant's to eat.
Please eat the grass, there is plenty
and leave my plants alone,
especially the Tulips, over there.
You are a pretty creature, I can see,
are you a rabbit or a European Hare?
I know not what you are,
but I do know and now will care,
you have a companion now.
I worry about my flowers, in despair.