This what - regular

 

One regular reader of my material

Has moved from one country to another.

This is a recent change

I happened to notice today.

What I see of audience is minimal.

It is hard to say 

Where I am is on the other side.

Knocking out this what.

This what is what I write.

Now I should see who reads what I write.

I should see you having your coffee 

What else should I see?

Don’t worry, I constantly leave you alone.

I think about what to write,

Which corner to turn.

How to get where I’m going each day

And then how and when

Will I tie it off for the day.

Explaining is hard, I’d rather be thinking 

about what and how I ‘m going to write.

Now that you dear reader have been mentioned 

Hello hello.   Now that I think of you

I’ll review what I’ve been writing 

To see who my audience is.

Keen to go

 

Lunch out today with the old mates.

We keep it up since a while ago.

Rearranged our group a few times,

But never dropped our calling.

Figured on lunch

No driving at night now.

Making getting together habbit 

As easy and accommodating as we can.

When we need help

Someone steps forward.

We’ve Leslie and Tim

And more jumping in.

Didn’t have any idea when this began.

Thanks all of you.

Call us Us, because this is

Who we have been.

Following the steps 

Of indigenous beginners.

On we go proudly.

Willingly together.

The sky is blue early

 

Why I can’t tell you.

Usually we wait until afternoon.

Now we wake to soft light.

A quiet change.

I saw two walkers,

One with a dog

The other our neighbor.

Gee gee is always solo.

Say do you think the

Second G is capitalized in her name,

I suppose it would be.

Just for appearance.

Day ready

 

First after getting up

Checking outside

Getting dressed

Being half warm and ready for today.

I see leaves disturbed on the bushes

Sprinkles hit them

They wiggle.

Shaking on the vine.

Few vehicles

Two or three

Was going to say two

Then another passed

The quiet side of starting 

I’ll pack myself into a bundle

Walk the drive during a rain pause

I like wearing a hat.

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Days are turning

 

The morning is not the same.

Fall is coming up.

Leaves are yet to color 

We’ve all the change to see.

It is in the air.

Something we can feel.

Don’t know why 

Every year is different.

This you can feel

from the heart.

Autumn is golden

Soon it will start.