eighty years ago
half the world celebrated
August months away
05/08/1945
05/08/2025
Sweltering beauties
Yield to the punishing sun
Clouds give brief respite
Finish up your jobs
sunshine and warm days ahead
let it rip, summer
05/25/2025
precious sacrifice
surrendered without regret
bowed heads rest their souls
05/26/2025
in poppy fields
planted by freedom’s defense
lie forever young
today be silent
stop your rhetoric of hate
those lost deserve that
A paradise found
Baited hook cast forever
Patiently I wait
I tap out a thought
They can’t all be fantastic
I keep on trying
The path plainly marked
A single ant marches on
Important and not
A new moon rises
The tiny pack treads fresh snow
Finally, a home
her world their attic
August knew stifling heat
she wrote till her end
03/1945
05/18/2025