My constant amazement of nature,
Contemplation of life o’er and o’er,
An afternoon in my garden, alone,
My unquenchable thirst to explore.

Laying on my back porch swing,
Till a gold moon fades from sight.
Kissing pictures of people I love,
Writing poetry all through the night.

Captured smiles to be remembered,
Stored inside, my mind’s eye view.
Holding hands with elderly folks,
A dance by myself, to the Blues.

Grand things I dare not know of,
Undulating nighttime dreams.
Blessed with my own imagination,
Creating my own heavens scenes.

A new born puppies, milky breath.
Peace found in my solitude.
Knowing I’ve done one good thing,
Before each day is through.