Life is filled with goodness
Look for beauty
Senryu

A precious gift
Used daily and often taken for granted
Until age begins taking it away
Then it is clung to And treasured
As blue turns gray
And our minds tell us what our eyes used to say
Cherita
Just not enough hours in the day
Stop and smell the roses
Haiku
Watching over the breadcrumbs
His favorite place
Haiku
Post stands alone but firm
Solid foundation
Haiku