heated argument
scrubbing the kitchen floor
on hands and knees

broken-hearted
diamond sparkles
on the untrodden snow

family album
holding my daughter
in the curve of my arm

windows rattle
cars ride
down the street

ready to pounce
the dog waits
for her prey

late at night
scent of baby soap
memories of the past

little girl
in the garden
butterflies never tire

Great Grandmother’s eyes
watch me closely
through the glass

the bride…
the groom…
butterflies in stomach

memories flooding back
of a time gone . . .
my mother’s clothes

sunshine through curtains
Victorian house
wooden attic floors

dimmed lights
blue eyes
looking at me

back porch
grandmother's love
talk of day

in first
final lap
make no mistakes

standing crowd
finish line in sight
hearts pound

sister’s reading
how boring
let’s play

farmhouse
dog chasing
little girl

daughter’s fingers
wrap tightly around mine
winter comfort

daughter stomps
door slams
loud music

snow rushes to my
feet—
a weak spot

sunscreen
towel laid out on sand
fast asleep

school days
as we walk
a son’s curious mind

Winter storm
ice on the power line
candles flicker

medical unit
patients with smiles
laughter lingers

small white church
clothes on the line
dress for service

tea fragrance
from an empty cup
the thin winter moon

journey to work--
the baby coos
in the crib

cranberries and popped corn
the tree stands naked
in the living room

desks in a row
no place for the
left-handed third grader

Grandpa’s farm
brothers and sister
playing hide and seek

turning the faucet off
with a paper towel
must be a nurse

curious retriever
the sky fills
with squawking seagulls

summer night
the smell of honeysuckle
in the air

an apple in the evening
doctors words
crispy and juicy

evening shift
smelly hospital
pain

red sunset
red bandage
red face

she leaves
I roll over
taking her pillow

an eagle stares down
i look up
silence

glance in the mirror
riding in the car
thoughts of a child

mushroom hunting
remembering
peace and quiet

family mutt
protector of domain
treats

velvet night— quiet
her mind
hears the screaming

snow hissing across the road
treacherous ice
the road to your grave

Crow caws over head
answering my prayers
it loves me