They are sitting, waiting for me
Their looks could probably pierce
I’m not quite ready to go
I check their looks, now they’re fierce

I have to spell the word out
W – A – L – K
For they understand too well
All the words that I seem to say

How can they be so sweet
These little pets of mine
And, yet, they pester both of us
Everyday, and most of our time

We wouldn’t be without them
They are certainly a gift
When we feel down in the dumps
They give us a huge uplift

We cannot think about losing them
It is even too hard to say
For they are the lights of our lives
These dogs, our pets, our play

The next time you come to visit
You will hear W – A – L – K
Plan on taking a hike with me
And, three furry friends, okay?

My world is changing
Right before my eyes
It is a movement of experience
It includes some goodbyes

My friends are in motion
It is clear for me to see
So, I might need to move
As a proper response would be

When I think of moving
It terrifies my heart
Do this and that, then, this and that
I guess I just need to start

I leave behind some friends I made
And, some family members, too
It will be okay for me
Moving on to something new

When I arrive in a new town
New friends I will make
With some family close by
It will be a piece of cake

I cannot predict the future
I know all about my past
I only know that when I move
My life will be recast

Boats

All my life I thought that skinny
Was what I wanted to be
So, I started working on diets
Oh, which would work for me?

I tried the egg and grapefruit
It was easy and worked pretty well
I lost the weight I wanted
I thought, “Wow! I look swell!”

I got sick of eating those two foods
Morning, noon and night
Soon my weight began to creep back
It wouldn’t stay out of sight

This was routine for many a year
Twiggy was to blame!
Of course, she really wasn’t
As that would be a shame

I never really realized
That weight is only a view
Of how you interpret your world
I just didn’t have a clue

When I began to see me
In the mirror when I would look
I saw a different person
Like looking at a page in a book

The book needed content
Not just a cover, indeed
That is when I learned
To look deep within my seed

To grow into my being
I built a strong foundation
A foundation I could plant upon
Things of my own creation

My creation has filled my soul
With a view that is not from mirrors
It has a deeper meaning
And, won’t be finished, hopefully, for years

Sunset

Why do I have so much applesauce?
Jars of it on the shelf
It must have been created
By a secret little elf

So, I use it in the pancakes
I use it in the bread
I use it in spaghetti
And, maybe on my head

The smell of an apple picked from a tree
Your senses will activate
But, it is no match for my applesauce
Believe me, it is just great!

When the apple trees are ready to pick
And, the little elf begins
I think there is another elf
Oh, are they really just twins?

The one will pick, the other will make
The applesauce in jars
I watch and soon do see
The little elves as stars

But, once again, it becomes quite clear
As I look and am at a loss
For now I have twice as much
Of that darned applesauce!!

Cascade Sunset

Back when I was dating
I thought a connection might be
With my current companion
The bond between us was happy

During this brief courtship
I dreamed and thought it was him
I saw myself marrying a man
He was tall, handsome and trim

But, like so many relationships
We soon parted ways
The dream, it stayed in my head
I thought of it for days

Then, one day, my friend met a man
They played in a golf tournament
She couldn’t wait to tell me
“For you, he is heaven-sent.”

I was skeptical but I trusted my friend
We had been friends for a very long time
So, I answered his call to meet him
In the middle of the day, which was prime

I drove to the city, the designated spot
To meet this man of my friend
I parked my car to wait for this guy
Hoping it wouldn’t dead end

As he zipped in, my heart skipped a beat
So I sneaked a peak just to see him
Remembering my dream, I looked up to see
He was tall, handsome and trim

Thunderhead