clouds and sky

clouds and sky
spruce tree branches still
reading poems
that offer hope
and rest

sunrise

sunrise
small branch growing
from the old tree trunk

morning light
on a December morning
blue sky and clouds
in the window
above my printer

morning light
in late Fall
a place on the wall
for a new small
painting

sometimes it seems
the older I grow
the more simple
my poems become

and yet they are
supported by years
all the ways life
challenges and grows

and I am grateful
for every day
and look forward
by God’s grace