breakfast and music
when a song begins
I know the words
Amazing Grace

breakfast and music
when a song begins
I know the words
Amazing Grace
thoughts of a friend
who always loved and grew
I wonder . . . Has the sky
ever been this beautiful a blue?
for Charles A. Waugaman (1932 – 2010)
Time of Singing poetry journal
Spring 2011
What could you do differently?
Daily Prompt
small steps
one day at a time
sparrows in the yard
beauty of trees
shaped by the wind
and seasons
work at my desk
blue jay visits
a tree in the yard
praying the Psalms
old rose bush leans
against evergreens
August afternoon
green leaves
on the birch tree
will be the first
to turn gold
early August
changes in the light
flowers grow well
in the gardens
hope for butterflies
clouds and sky
spruce tree branches still
reading poems
that offer hope
and rest
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN