Poem: Possibilities

Bright sun new morning
Shines on golden fields of dreams
Here hopes run freely
Infinite paths stretching out
Oh! the challenge of choosing

Poem: Mysterious Beauty

The fall always about brings changes
Such as the day’s weather getting cooler
The deciduous trees giving up their bounty
We walk with shuffling feet in an afternoon
That a few weeks ago would’ve been bright
With the sun high now in September early
Shadows hang long dragging a reflection
Of our feelings as we trudge meaninglessly

Poem: If Wonder Was

If wonder existed as a person here
It would be the shape of a educator
A person who teaches others without fear
Who themselves exists as a learned creator