I try to focus
The greatest of challenges
Making lives better than
Well, I try…
poetry, prose, and photography
Night’s singing its song
Calling for tranquility
Stillness in the air
Clouds and rain common
Clear skies bring frantic effort
Victims of sunlight
I look north
At familiar trees
Memories of youthful sorrows
A plane overhead
My tea slowly cools
Today, a funeral