Rolling over my eyes blink at the time……
Later than from this bed, I usually climb…..
Gray sky….
White snow…..
All the grays in between……
Oh, yes, oh yes, I recognize this wintry scene!
Sun is not, yet, breaking through the clouds….
Allowing multitudes of gray……
To fill….yes, to fill this winter day….
Birds fly in for the morning seed…..
Enough for all…..there is no greed!
Flash of red!….woodpeckers red cap….
Blue Jays waiting their turn for a scrap!
Mottled muted colors of out outdoor cats…..
Then tagging along in the rear…..
One Golden kitten does appear!
Golden kitten brings forth a memory….
Of a foggy summer morn….
When Sun broke though a fog shrouded tree…
Bringing mystical, magical rays to me……
My heart warms….
My soul sings…..
Tears of gratitude fill my cloudy eyes….
Joy for all I have seen and done…..
This JOY….is…..no surprise!
The gift of Life given to me…..
Goes on into eternity…..
Who….how…..will I BE today?
Will I sink back into the gray?
Will my color…..show THE WAY!
Will I tap dance through the day?
Or will bare feet glide and sway!
This day, this moment is a gift…..
How will I choose to drift!
Yes, for all it is a gift!
How will we choose to drift?
al-WAY-s LOVE, says The MUNK~~~~~~
THE MUNK I AM! 