dreams

Birthday Stack

The stack went high
So high in the sky
The candles glowed
And went on and on
The special way
I started my day
With Mom and Dad
And siblings too
The glitter and gleam
Reflected in me
As the dreams for the day
Go as far as I can see.

©️ CMM 2021

Looking through pages

the freedom of the past.

Before the virus

came so fast.

It will be gone;

just hope and pray.

It won’t be long

we will see a new day.

© CMM. 2020

The crescent moon

Shines just outside,

droplets of moon dust

Filters through ice crystals,

Frigid from late autumn.

We rise in hope as heavens

promise what we cannot.

CMM © 2020

Today a run

Of hope…

©. CMM. 2020

A chilly blustery day as I warm myself

in front of early morning fire.

The dark mornings and quiet house

lends me to reflect.

We are in tumult times of discord,

turmoil and a horrible virus.

My prayer is somehow this changes

and we wake in early morning healed.

©. 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

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

Light breaks into sound

Birds sing territorially

Soon drowned out by humanity.

© CMM 2020