Those who passed,

Living side by side,

With those still alive. ...

Green fields,

Blue skies,

A worry-free life…

Another week begins.

Work beckons.

Focus and presence, ...

Memories of those calm,

Simpler days,

Still return. ...

A strange,

Orange day.

When the sun hides, ...

White is serenity,

Purity, perfection,

Innocence and more. ...

Easter,

Is almost here.

Sunny days, ...

At days end,

It’s good to remember,

That numbers are also, ...

Days when looking

Into a mirror,

Brings laughter and levity, ...

Young growing on old.

A strange kind of mold.

Colors harmoniously blend, ...

A cloudy day,

When the sun still shines.

A sign, that all is fine. ...

A new freshness,

Floats through the air.

Birds chirp, ...

Icy days,

When fingers tingle,

Thoughts shiver, ...

Old, has its charm.

Beautiful and useful,

Yet easily overlooked. ...

Organized,

Neatly stacked,

Yet overgrown, cramped ...

Dress up,

Step outside,

Play, laugh, then cry, ...

Sometimes we crave

Appearing locked.

Seemingly complex, or strong. ...

There’s no need,

To constantly question,

Or search for meaning. ...

A soft sunrise,

When thoughts drift,

To distant lands, ...

Gnarled, bent, leafless,

Yet surrounded by

Adoring, spring flowers. ...