The river, clear yesterday
is muddy with roiling waves
from a torrential downpour
in the foothills of the rivers source.

I love you dear, I really do,
No matter what you say to me.
When you say, " I'm such an idiot."
I'll say, "that's not true",
For your behavior, is not yours.
It's the disease that ruins the mind,
Taking away your thoughts and words.
A terrible thing, is what I see,
As I pray to God to please help thee.
Nothing in the years, long behind
Have prepared us for these days, unkind.
Books or meetings just can't say
Why our lives can change this way.
I'll keep praying and keep you warm
And not let life cause you more harm.

The squirrel scurries
along the fence going
to his nest.

The Fall colors
are on show.
Beautiful to see
colors all aglow.

A beautiful plant
is the Dusty Miller.

Fall is here. Summer's spent.
time to make the Gardener's lament.
No more flowers. Blooms are gone.
Time is now, to plant some bulbs
and prepare the garden for Winter.

Geese in flight
making too much noise
migration

The glowing dot of an ember,
as the flame starts to dance
and the wood starts to smolder
with the fire's new romance.

Fall is here
it came with windy rain
Summer's gone

I saw a twinkle in your eyes,
It was yesterday.
Hoping that I will see,
Another twinkle today.
When a brightness, in those brown eyes,
Does appear, that's when I surmise,
That the one I love is here,
Not gone away; not when I'm near.
For the joy you'll see, in my face,
Brightens my day and quickens my pace.
I love you, Ellie
And always will.