The old red barn
Has lost some charm
The bare cupboards
sound alarm .
As the day of plenty
Is now in the past
The smell of yesterday
Somehow still last
Handkerchiefs are gone
Crochet by hand
The tiny baskets
No longer stand
The apples still ripen
And the pears still fall
Mask are all worn
But not by all
Poets and artist
Will record this time
When people passed
And the need to be kind.
©. CMM. 2020
The fire is lit
The fall has come
The days grow short
At the setting sun
The witches howl
The children play
Sweaters are worn
For the chilly days
Time will rearrange
As seasons show off
The colors change
© CMM 2020
Rest In Peace
And thank you
For all the years
You fought tirelessly
For equal rights
Under the law.
With integrity
And class,
Reservation
And fierceness
Of a warming fire
That would burn through time
Before and now and forever .
Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg
RIP
2020 CMM
Sometimes I feel like Heidi.
The moon and planets meet me,
chilly autumn air, crickets scream,
leaves are browning autumn seen.
Sliding into a Midwest home run
when leaves will fall against the sun .
CMM ©. 2020
My daughter and my 3 grandchildren and me at a local farm.
I thought of all the places
I thought of many paces
over the years I ran
In hopes i always can
It has been me
My constant …
CMM ©2020
