Footsteps walking
in my garden
in the rustling of
the leaves
...
As I have traveled this
journey called life
I have sought to maintain
my dignity and honor
...
I sat and watched clouds gathering
taking on familiar faces
I was taken back to yesterday
...
A gentle rain
begins to fall
washing cares
of life away
...
Another night in the
galaxy of space
swirling round and round
...
It was Sunday the day
was cold
she came to my door
as I was told
...