Legacy
Go sit and remember
wild roses in June
sleigh rides in December
a round harvest moon.
Go sit and smile again
over stories old
forget today’s pain
remember tales once told.
Go sit alone and dream
by yourself for one short day
walk beside a stream
then go on your way.
Wanderer
I must return to my home again,
To the greenness, the rain, and the trees.
And all that I ask is a damp cool day
And a gusty, refreshing breeze.
I must return to my home again,
To the sea and the sky and the sand
All that I ask is a windy day
And a friendly, welcoming hand.