March

an endurance test

this fickle month

chilly rain and

tempered sun

with spring in sight

winter lingers

not yet inclined

to set us free

the geese in turn

are far more hardy 

and off they fly

to northern lands

and early bulbs

can wait no longer

their leaves now free

to break the soil

we humans though

exude impatience

our coats and boots

still at the door 

Turning Point

a celebration

as it were

a glass or two

a special day

future plans

were on the plate

fears expressed

suggestions made

but now it's clear

this was the end

too much said

yet not enough

 

Home Town

so long away

now returned

familiar ground

but so much change

older structures

since replaced

cherished sites

lost in time

nostalgia now

with sadness mixed

a sense of loss

and some regret

for more than place

a sorrow builds

of human bonds

lost as well

Still Here

after so many years

the good and the bad

the joy and the pain

the highs and the lows

through youth and vigor

through illness and aging

I am still here

and so are you