Where I've Been

walked in Life’s flower garden
stepped carefully
but not quietly
left footprints where I’d been
knowing that time,
the sun, the moon, the wind
would corrode the imprints
I had left behind
others would walk
leaving their foot prints
atop mine
and through all this
before time forgets my
being there and other
footsteps cover mine
I hope someone
will look down
in this flower bed
asking of my steppings:
whence he’s come
and to where’s he gone

Smile, At Least

Today I gave
not money
But a heartfelt thought
a smile

Hope you accept my gift
I have no money but
I do have a large trunk
of gifts in my heart

I will say
only nice things
about you
my brother, my sister

When you rise today
be not afraid of
what I’ve said
I will pass along
only good things

I must ask
of you
the same

Make this
a true holiday
and pass it forward