Tuesday, July 23, 2013

I Matter



I Matter

Days
Come and go.
We wake and wave,
Greet the morning
With hope.

In days long gone, 
I recall
Waking before my family.
Hearing the milk man
At our door,
Delivering our cereal's salvation.  

I lift the blinds of my room
To meet his craggy, friendly, open face.
He returns my youthful wave 
With his own.  Exuberant!
Confirming.

I Matter . . .

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

All to Know








All to Know


The skies a-thunder,
Hear heaven roar!
As lightening comes
And, rain implores
The earth to bow
Before the blow;
For winds of change
Want all to know.

~Martha Orlando