New Haiku.

Colors of the rainbow.

An ode to the joy of living.

He is so wonderful for all of us….

This is a random poem about crating pictures in nature as memories and reminders and thoughts that could last.

A heavy shower of rain, always leaves the air smelling so fresh and clean.

poem.

Poetic awareness.

Have you ever tried to get to the end of the rainbow, hoping to see the legendary pot of gold? Perhaps the prize of the rainbow is not gold, but inspiration and hope…

Home is where I want to be but I guess I’m already there.