Haven

Winter has cleared its debris of snow

The hills embrace the delight of trees

Colors rampant in greens and blues

The leaves and sky all I can see

The pond reflecting sun and plants

The ducks swim across and back

An eagle visits to catch his prey

A deer, turkeys, nothing we lack

And while the world makes chaos brave

Here in this haven it passes away

Nature is branding the wonders of life

We live in joy that is here to stay

Bring sweetness as the seasons go by

Our grand relief, as reality we defy

The Year is Done

I don’t think I like the way of roads

That make the tires skip and slide

In winter days when ice and snow

Cause collisions and alter pride

I much prefer the roads of spring

In which the dry pavement hugs

The tires and makes me smile

Though the windshield streaks with bugs

Where summer sun beats down so hot

It makes the day burn slowly

Yet we can swim and bathe at will

And night comes late demurely

Autumn seems the blessing

Of the year for travel and for fun

While leaves fall and bridges rattle

We are grateful when the year is done