life’s melodrama

thinking of poetry

my whole life’s melodrama

flashes across my mind

winds of change

wars, viruses, climate change

winds of change have started to blow

don’t know where we are headed

no need

ah! how I wish

I could forego the need for

appreciation from others

live it

let’s live this life

it may end anytime soon

don’t want to miss a thing

Mom … Dad

when the going gets tough

my heart cries out

for you mom and dad

for

even though I am old enough

but

nothing compares

to a mother’s lap

and a father’s reassurance

a slice of youth

 

peeping through

the stained window

seeing her grandchildren play

she

pined

for a slice of youth

family secrets

in the attic

my grandfather’s diary

holding family secrets

rain dance

summer sun go away

let the clouds bring rain

waiting for the rain dance

fairy tales

reading fairy tales

enchanted woods, whispering trees

reliving childhood

umbrella

as the heavens drip

remembering the days of our youth

when we shared an umbrella