Just Love Me
Dying light delivers ghosts of futures imagined
Wights to tease the fears of loveless nights
When simple glides my answers
Across the expanse of my elder years
No treacherous specters of precognition
No goblins salivate for my tender heart flesh
Notions of a life fulfilled with honor and dignity
Backed by legacies of stalwart good endeavors
Look to the evening sun
Look to midnight blue skies
Look to dew-dappled mornings
Look to noonday heat
Hear my heart and touch my soul
Acknowledge the scent of my victories
Taste savored triumphs together
Observe who I am and just love me…
Poetry in Black and White 
Very powerful, Mike. And you are indeed loved – by many! You are on the list of folks that I’m thankful the Lord put in my life’s journey. Be well, my friend.
Thank you Nancy. You are very kind. I am thrilled to be able to call you friend. By the way, I handed Jorja her proof copy yesterday. She was crying and shaking and so excited I got all teared up! She is thrilled. Thank you for the great edit!