June Crawford Sanders
Bio Note: I live in Northern California on a mountainside where deer, wild turkeys, foxes, and sometimes a bobcat, coyote, or bear wander out of the forest and often disappear while I run to find a camera or a pen (the inky, not the cage-y kind). A tiny Texas great-niece asks "how does she keep from sliding off her mountain?" Answer: I watch clouds, birds, and write poems.
New Year’s Thoughts
Black-eyed peas and turnip greens Loaves and little fishes Would give the world a whole lot more Than empty hope and wishes Magic tricks and pickup sticks Amuse us for a while But truth and love and friendship Will not go out of style We can walk together holding hands Create bonfires out of sparks Let love and kindness be our guide And whistle thru the dark
Do Re Mi
Eight does and fawns move single-file across the yard the little ones kick up their heels and send snowflakes flying, leaping imaginary fences.
©2021 June Crawford Sanders
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