The sun’s setting.

A silver ray of light,

Appearing from nowhere. ...

Strange, foreign words.

But it’s colors,

That speak loudly today. ...

Confusing…

Greenery,

Bordered by rocks, ...

Sunshine or moonlight.

To lay in your shade.

Day and night. ...

Holes, lines and cracks.

Imperfections,

Pointed out loudly, ...

A flower beckons.

Sunny and inviting.

Bee lands, ...

Barren walls,

Leafless trees,

Pale blue sky. ...

Sometimes,

Even whole hearts,

Shed tears at sunrise, ...

Eyes closed,

Legs crossed,

Resting with a smile. ...

“Reflections of life with you…”

Free.

Away from crowds. ...

These days,

The sun shines,

With a frown. ...

Youthful blooms.

Courageous and believing.

In a rush, to discover life. ...

Locked.

Ladened, with hardened snow.

Nothing will enter ...

Bygone days,

When greens and petals,

Were picked, ...

In olden days,

The world felt exotic,

Waiting to be discovered, ...

Spring has arrived,

Yet trees remain asleep.

No leaves or blooms in sight. ...

Spring flowers.

Why are you drooping,

Discolored, unhappy? ...

Life’s a puzzle.

Often muddy.

Sometimes grey, ...

Movies.

Magic.

Maybe. ...

Beautiful, ordinary days.

Not so long ago.

When masks, ...