Ode to an Oak

There’s majesty of scene where grows the oak. You have more heart than most; my charming knight. The winds of autumn hasten now to choke but you resist the forest’s wintry blight. You’ll not allow cold earth to freeze your heart nor let the bitter breeze strip all your leaves. You are that stalwart made…

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“Ships”

We pass, like strangers, quickly down our hall. His night shift over, sun will speed his sleep. No pity has the morn for me to stall; It’s time to take the baby to his keep. To work and to the sitter; life’s a sigh! But on my coffee table, there’s a note where I must…

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The Gift

(photo by J.Casey) My snowy visitors have brought to me a bright and beautiful December day I offer them my Chinaberry tree. I perch and stare before they’re on their way. They pause and groom each other for awhile; soft talk they share with cooing , cheek to cheek. They stare at me and, sure…

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