SPRING CLEANING

Cobwebs in corners; Stalks from last year’s plants; Boxes and Christmas wrap; Ski gear, parkas and snow pants; Where did all this come from? How could this mess be! It wasn’t here yesterday, Was it? Things pile up So insidiously.   Somewhere in corners, Out of conscious sight; Hazy memories linger; Collected through years of

THERE WILL ALWAYS BE HOPE

As long as there’s sunrise each morning, Presenting us with a brand new day; As long as we build on the future And opportunities come our way, There will always be hope.   As long as we practice love and honor, Respectful to each person we meet; In knowledge and appreciation, Of uniqueness and diversity,