Choosing To Be Wowed
When summer has come to its “bottom,”
It’s followed by colors of autumn.
With yellow and red
We’re vibrantly fed
With bright views, and truly I’ve got ’em.
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What’s Your Message To Your Younger Self?
I wonder as I keep on changing,
How I’ll go about with arranging
Activities smart
That feed soul and heart.
My thoughts are unclear and wide-ranging.
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What’s Your Favorite Celebration?
Our rides are a fine celebration,
Of marriage as Life Education.
We’ve learned through the years,
With laughter and tears.
Arriving to this Affirmation
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Power of Unsolicited Help
Have you had a time of “help-needing?”
When you thought you soon would be pleading,
For someone to do
A big job for you?
But help came! Your worry receding.
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What Story Will You Tell?
Here’s what I think can come of sharing.
We learn beyond that which is glaring.
We learn what we’ve done,
For cause or for fun—
We learn of our daring and caring.
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What Do You Notice In An “Ordinary” Week?
Reviewing the contents of each day,
I often pass over and just say,
“It’s really so small,
No meaning at all”.
Deserving instead, a big Hooray!
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Noticing and Appreciating Amazing Support
As guests at this big celebration,
We can make a true observation.
With vows that were made,
Their journey is laid
Laid out with this new declaration.
My Favorite Fireworks
Wednesday, July 6th, 2022 When donning my clothing for riding, It is very simple deciding, Just what I will wear. It’s out of a pair Of colors; high-viz, they’re providing. Do you love simplicity, too? For about a decade, On Sunday closest to July 4th, Our church has met for that Holiday weekend morning service […]
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What Familiar View Can You See With “New Eyes”?
I’m out on my bike as I’m “homing”,
To see what I’ll see as I’m roaming.
Could be something new,
Or something that grew,
While I was away in Wyoming.
Connection As Settle-In Salve
My “settle-in-salve” is connection,
With folks for whom I feel affection.
Wherever I roam,
My heart feels at home,
With shared time from loving direction.
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Working To Stay Warm
I’m dressed in layers so many,
My bag nearly empty of any,
More clothing to wear,
Wish weather were fair,
Warm sun in my thoughts for a penny!
And We’re Off
It’s hard to say it’s fun when one’s cold.
When fingers get stiff and they don’t fold.
That time on my bike,
Is not what I like.
Yet, after I thaw-out, I’m still sold.