Fourth Winter

Fourth Winter

Cold skies, cold water, and cold snow.

Warm sweaters, warm cocoa, and warm fireplaces.

A delicate balance.

Hibernation, and, for some, isolation.

Looking out at a sparkling wonderland,

Shining bright in the darkness.

Third Autumn

Third Autumn

A cool breeze blowing in.

A crisp kind of air,

To go with crispy leaves.

Leaves of various colors

Fall to the cooled ground

And we await what comes next.

Second Summer

Second Summer

An unforgiving heat.

Bright, sunny days.

Barbeques & lemonade.

Summer brings the fun.

Baseball played under the sun

Creates memories forever cherished.

First Spring

First Spring

A newness.

A freshness.

A hope for something better than before.

Spring takes us back into the sunlight

And its warmth

Brings tearful smiles to our tired faces.

"Time to read kiddos."

"Time to read kiddos."

In the air

Of a quiet class,

Rings the soft, sweet melody

Of smooth jazz and classical compositions.

Playing through the minds

Of reading students,

Is the magic

Of the written word.

Just Getting Started

Just Getting Started

A feeling of accomplishment

Pushes me to the next precipice,

But for the first time

I look out at the next challenge

And dare it to try and stop me.

This is my destiny.

My dream to chase,

And I step forward,

With hope,

With courage,

A feeling of genuine self-worth.

In the Pen Volume 3: #4: Radio

In the Pen Volume 3: #4: Radio

Reach out

And

Dedicate

Intellect to

Our collective intelligence.