Our Only Mother

Wherever they see a can, bottle or bag, the litterer thinks more, putting upon nature, a drag

Where ever they see many, the litterer doesn’t have any –

qualms about spoiling

The beauty the Earth’s been toiling

millennia to bring to fruition

beauty since well before Titian

Let us consider our planet our home

a sacred place shared together, not alone

Honor our Mother, the only one we’ll know

She’s the only one with beautiful places to go

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She Has Always Known

She reaches out

Pulls it near.

Hugging gratitude close to her heart.

She moves lightly and with joy,

Dancing with gratitude.

For gratitude is the best partner now.

Life being good for so many reasons.

There has been so much for which;

To dance for,

To hug closely for,

To be grateful for,

Everything in this life has had magnificence to offer.

Bringing her to this magical present.

This is the only way to get here.

Orange Cat for Ellen, Kate, and Crews

Orange cats

Know the facts

The this’s and that’s

About love and chance

And about the dance

Of kinship and secure rest

I’m part of this family

It’s the best

This poem was written this morning after seeing a photo post. A friend from Houston found a bedraggled kitten, waterlogged in the garage during the devastation of Hurricane Harvey. Went to all ends to save the life and……

Another First

Last night was the first night in almost twenty-four years that we slept in our house and no one else would regularly be here for months at a time. This is a weird thing to think about. Walking past both of the other rooms with their doors closed knowing there is no one in them. I have to admit being a bit melancholy and confused. I am also intrigued by the possibilities this creates for us and excited for him.

For sure we’ll all find our ways. Together and by ourselves. Just as I still miss her inquisitive challenges that have helped me grow to the man and father I am. I’ll miss his compassion and empathy shared daily with us. This fine, developing young man, who still kisses his parents goodnight – every night. What a gift they both have been and continue to be.

I’ve long said that life’s greatest teachers are our children. I believe it even more today. Thank you to daughter and to son for what you’ve given us. Joy, fear, trials, tribulations, wonderment, new learning, diverse interests, love, and most importantly, a strong sense of purpose.

Thank you for all that has been, and all that is yet to be discovered. I love you with all my being.

Today is the day

Today is the day

The time is almost now

The next step in life

We got here how?

The boy is moving

On, forward, ahead

Looking at opportunity

No feelings of dread

It took much work to get here

Time many hold dear

Future's wide open

Growth drawing near

It's important to be

Who you're meant to be

Still you'll learn and you'll grow

To be a new someone to know

Your empathy is a legacy

One important to feed

As there are many you'll meet

Who have such great need

So keep on strengthening

This quality you give

Spreading your love

To all those that live

Your hugs are, also desired

With them, many are inspired

In closing these words

Know that this much is true

We are so very, very proud, of you

Keep moving along

Growing your brain

You'll go many places

By boat, train or plane

Go forth with gladness,

Happiness, glee

We love you to the moon and back

Mom, sister, and me.