Water the Moon

Water the moon

Watch the crescent grow

What's mine is yours

But I don't have to share

Now

You are gone

Over the rainbow

Back to Georgia 

Eating them pancakes

Swinging with Gwendolyn 

Catch that crescent moon

Water make it grow

November 2, 2021

A Poem For Ricky

Look over the horizon

Look for the hummingbird

Look for the face of frowns

Fall

Fall

Fall

Looking from the ground up

Again, here again

Bones, my broken bones

Pride, my shattered pride

Fall

Fall

Fall

My broken spirit

Anger seeps through

Embarrassed once more

Look for my friend

Look for the strength

Look for the courage

to get back up again and again

Let not my fear get in the way

Sarah’s poem-Bubble Joy

There's bubbles 

bursting in the air 

a sign of friendship 

the bubble can't contain 

the size of our friendship 

through thick and thin 

to thick way down 

only a breath 

fresh air 

lift us up 

the thin is 

the waitlist 

smile 

hang in the air 

careful this time 

to touch 

an elbow will suffice

tears bring back 

the memories 

bearhugs 

that our eyes remember 

the touch 

the warmth 

our hearts 

bursting bubbles of 

joy

Sheryl's Poem

I have been hiding in books

Lost in books to keep my head

occupied away from what’s out

there

For the last 12 months I’ve read

about a book a week short and 

long kept me reading mysteries 

novels and even a book about

Churchill

I thank my librarians when I see

them working so hard to get me 

books 

When I find one I like I buy more 

to share with my grandchildren &

sisters

The escape carries me into the

problems of others whether it be 

a lost dog, remnants of an illness 

or the trials and tribulations of 

WWII

I figured if people could survive

both sides of the war home and 

the battlefield I could survive a 

pandemic