Choose to dust or write
Somehow, this doesn’t seem fair
Since I love to write
And if I write in the dust
Will anyone else see it?
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Nature’s golden coins
Some believe they bring good luck
Hope to fill their yards
With these bright yellow flowers
Children everywhere cherish
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Warm, the voice of Spring
Once cold branches responding
Singing back in green
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Life never changes
If you don’t change something first
Like perhaps, your thoughts
A slight shift in your outlook
Creates a different outcome
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Sleep’s eye crust, crumbles
Joints long to remain inert
The struggle’s real
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Dear avocado
How long must I wait for you
To ripen for me
Just when I think you’re ready
Should have checked the day before
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
Intend of yourself
The highest of goals and dreams
Calling to your heart
Set your cap for the result
And take unserved action
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben
