Drift

Lie back on a 

Breezy bay

Away hidden

Drift and sway
A temporary goodbye
To small stones of July

Not Much

Not much of yesterday

Worked the way it should

Feeble branches 

Hold on in hope of something good

Family

Deer crosses the windy road

Fawns stay behind

Hearing voices

Not familiar 

Waiting for silence

Birthday Party

Friends around a table

French jazz surrounds

Birthday wishes float

Notes of truffles and wine

Rushing

In a rushing world

Decisions pop

Young man 

Takes a leap

Over dreams

First Day

The first day

Light streams through windows

Children laugh in the distance

Work flows like running water

Love

Love on a blanket of kisses

Lone doll sits on an empty bed

Time flies until your return