Winter receding
Forced back by warming water
Bringing back new life
The Registrar
Proud parents enter
Carrying their new baby
To register his birth
Congratulations, I say
Thank you, they respond
Little do they know of why I’m there
They walk in
I walk out
Hands trembling, heart breaking
I know I’m not the only one who’s suffering
But I was there to register, too
And I was leaving with her death certificate
Contemplation
Mindful, focused eye
Looks outward, yet looks inward
In contemplation
Layered
Reeds
A whispered refrain
Mournful on summer mornings
Wind through the reed beds
Gloomy Summer’s Day
Gloomy summer’s day
Bobbing at the water’s edge
A lonely boardwalk
Beside Narrow Paths
Beside narrow paths
Blackberries turning colour
Ready to make pie
Tick Tock Ticking Clock
Tick tock, says the clock
Marking time in little blocks
Seasons marching on
Ticking Clock
Sitting quietly
Listen to the ticking clock
Life’s seasons move on
Sunshine Gone Away
Sunshine gone away
Was that summer passing by?
Days now shortening
