coffee leaks out
cracked down the side
the last of grandpa’s collection

painting the sun
she squeegees
the garden off the window

relaxed
in the limo
champaign bubbling

dingy yellowed edges
lying under the pillow
childhood blankey

cold spring evening
on the sidelines
shin guards

separated by glass
mother longs
for daughter's touch

crushed limestone trail
canopy of leaved branches
the ride goes on

climbing higher
little boys dream
of touching the sky

warm sunshine
beaming into the car
a kiss at the stop sign

beautiful day
hands intertwined
he shows me his childhood home

hot summer day
an excited child with a handful
of dandelions for mommy

hanger full of seabags
planes ready to load
families stand watching

the wind up      the pitch
just rimming
the trash can

old red barn
weeds growing all around
brand new tractor

thru the glass he gazes
father
and newborn son

saving each penny
saturdays in the garage
his first car

vinyl record
lots of cracks
am I that old?

the sound of
children giggling
riding bicycles

hole in one
club goes flying
through the air

new love
old blanket spread out
watching the game

twins wander
dad left to
build his own dream

grandpa’s story stretches
a mile to school
in five feet of snow

Saturday morning
kid-free day
driving thru the country

grocery shopping
long line
a child’s smile

ticket stub
edges worn
dad-son first game

one pedal
then another
          the bike moves on

starting to stumble
hole # 16
tipsy

at the back wheel
        dogs running
dead end sign

sister goes shopping again
in less than a year
it will be mine

grandfather’s pocket watch
broken
time moves on

white lilies
white dresses
she arrives for confirmation

glittering
in ribbons and beads
the bridal veil

five summer riders
last two waters      shared
no beer for now

sticks and mud
building a home
trees sprouting green

balk balk balk
second
third
home

hitting the
              c
              h
              a
              l
              k
your call

pitching
        the right way
to the lefty

new white paint
covers
the old burn scars

summer exhaustion
grandma keeps pace
with the little one

just a memory now
of the time we had together
spring soccer game

cold winter night
by the fireplace
with family

sidewalk chalk
traces of those
who came before

almost there
too tired to think
graduation

darkening sky
pantyhose on the floor
faded blue jeans greet her

not expecting
it to go in
the roar of the crowd

                   higher and higher
boys climbing              mommy, I’m scared!

feeling love
they say I do
I rest my head on my husbands shoulder

bright spring day
little boy avoids
grandma’s embrace

walking to school
with fresh peony blooms
I will be teacher's pet today

going to her knees
before it hits the floor
ouch