Quit Doing What We Do

Each winter when temperatures

dip, the Hibiscus freezes and dies.

In spring it is replaced by a plant

of beauty, identical in name.

This year was one of great change.

The scene is one of awe in the hood.

We quit doing what we did before.

Cold tolerant flora now reign.

Shadorma (Form Poem)

I’m Mimi
to my grandchildren
and great grands.
I just melt
every time I hear that word
spoken by loved ones.

I am Mom
to my two daughter’s
Angela
and Jeni,
two beautiful women grown
up and on their own.

I’m Honey
To my handsome spouse
A blessing
I love him
More each day for fourty years
I’d like fourty more.