As the sun rises on this new year
I wish all of you
A year filled with health and happiness,
Friendship, love, success and optimism.
Make it a great one!
Another Year
Another year gone by,
One that won’t soon be forgotten.
Not because it was a year to remember,
At least not like the others.
More like the year to forget.
We’ll recall 2020 for what it did to us.
Not the year, but the virus.
We should endeavour to be better…
Better prepared.
Stronger.
Kinder.
What will tomorrow bring?
A new day.
A Colourful Year
We saw blue skies.
We saw gray clouds.
There were dark moments.
And happy moments.
We witnessed celestial spectacles
And down-to-earth tragedies.
Yet, maybe in all this chaos
We found ways to slow down
To look around and really see
All of the colours on display
Throughout the day…
A Strange Year
The year 2020 was definitely a strange one…
It started pretty much like the previous year but things changed in a hurry at the end of March: hand-washing, mask-wearing, social-distancing, isolating… The words were everywhere: pandemic, COVID, coronavirus… Then more words: frontline workers, healthcare workers, essential workers, heroes…
Chaos.
Summer provided somewhat of a reprieve. Then came a COVID-19 autumn with its lockdowns and escalating numbers.
More chaos.
I noticed that even the animals looked at us kinda strange, almost asking “Eh! What’s going on?“
Yes, it has been a strange year.
A Choppy Year
What a year 2020 has been…
It will long be remembered as the year of ups and downs.
Mostly downs.
A COVID-19 year.
A stormy year.
A choppy year.
Happy Mother’s Day
Super Lune
There’s a certain serenity and sense of security
Sitting in the front row of a lunar spectacle
And watching it unfold as it should be
A feeling so special and absolutely unforgettable
What if the moon got stuck, forever casting shadows
Stopping todays from becoming tomorrows
Thankfully we don’t have to worry about such a thing
We can all get up early and see the sun rising
No Straight Lines
It seems like I've been here before I can't remember when But I have this funny feeling That we'll all be together again No straight lines make up my life And all my roads have bends There's no clear-cut beginnings And so far no dead-ends
From Circle, by Harry Chapin, 1982
Double Vision
I couldn’t believe my eyes
This trail never disappoints
Look out! my hiking mate warns
Over there, a couple of bighorns
She raises a finger and points
Even looks like this one smiles
Nothing Lasts Forever
You emerge with brand new wings
But how will you learn to fly?
You’ll know how to use these things
And soon take to the sky
Fly you will for miles and miles, nature’s wonder
Stopping here and there on colourful flowers
To collect pollen, the sole mission of a forager
Your calling for maybe a thousand hours
Day after day, all of this flying
High and far, there is no denying
Your worn and tattered wings a sure sign
That soon you’ll reach the end of the line