"Sleep? Not Yet"
The hour grew late or early
for midnight
had slipped away
but dawn
was not yet close
'tis time, but there is no yawn.
Is it the cares of the day
few there are
or the day ahead
no, I think not
the temperature is not cold
nor is it hot.
Perhaps it is a restlessness
somewhere inside
the unresolved
the answers unknown
time slips by
have some of the questions flown?
My love, my love, dear love
far from my side
perhaps my awake-ness
is missing you
ah, to sleep my dear
'til the sun dries the morning's dew.
dc riggs 5 May 2005
"May Thoughts"
May is here in full splendor
growing things
flowers
abounding beauty
it's more
than the Ahchoo
of pollen in the air
it is the sign of life itself
of all things good and fair
and so I reflect
on you dear children
once small and growing
now adults
and I reflect with pride
on each life
so precious and dear
and say a prayer
that each day will bring
love and joy
no fear
and seldom a tear
for each of you
I love
and look from here back
remembering
and then forward
with grand anticipation
for your beauty
is greater than the flowers
blooming
in springtime's splendor
dc riggs 19 May 2005
