The pages of my date book fly
Reminding me life’s passing by
Day dawns and rushes off I know
While I am not quite set to go.
Oh how I wish that I could be
A child once more beguiled and free
Who loves all God’s variety
And every gift He offers me !
DISPLAY ( 2019 ) 2019/04/08
Life is not strange nor is it cruel
It violates no golden rule
For in most seasons, young or old
The fields are plowed or bought or sold.
Some lie fallow while some are green
Others produce to the obscene
No two alike that is God’s way
As each creates his own display !
SING SONG ( 2016 ) 2016/10/17
Well, thoughts are things and birds have wings,
Feathers come from geese and egret
The sparrow trills,the robin sings
And crows caw too loud in regret.
The skylark sings when sailing high
As falcons swoop from lofty nest
The hawk, he zooms up in the sky
Although I think the owl’s the best !
The lonely dove does pine for love
While the eagle mates forever
The world is round, blue skies above
Can that change the outcome, never !
The winds that blow and bring us snow
Seem without rhyme or reason
And force most birds to southward go
Till we reach a better season !
MEANDERINGS ( 2015 ) 2015/04/20
There is a world that lives within the magic of my mind
And in this place I know exists the actions that I find
A road that twists along the way and creatures that I meet
Are there to greet this stranger as I travel on their street.
Claire V. Bogdanos 