"My Cavern Alarm" by Susan Pearl

The cavern's spoken,
My stomach has growled,
It's time to get up
And face a new day,
I wake up hungry
Each and every day,
There is a story
I was born hungry,
Sucking on my fist
Just after my birth.
So without a doubt
I think about food
It started at birth.
A cup of coffee,
And a piece of toast
Is my breakfast plate.
That's all it will take
Don't want to be late.
Got to keep movin'
Rumbling quakes await
What growling sounds to make
Embarrassing sounds
Interrupting sounds
Humanly strange sounds
The cavern awakes.

"Pitching Hay" By Susan Pearl

It's blistering hot today,
I'm itchy and pitching hay.
An icy drink waits for me,
In the shade of a big tree.
Then I'll rinse off in the pond,
The day has been hard and long.
My bed has fresh, new, soft hay,
Where under the stars I'll lay,
After I call it a day.

"Birthday Wishes For All" by Susan Pearl

Birthday thoughts to you,
With "Best Wishes", too.
From the rooster's call
To the shadows fall-
May your day be blessed
With great "Happiness".

"Same Boat" by Susan Pearl

So many of us are in the same boat-
   and it is not a yacht.
I truly think that if we have a roof over our head,
   clothes on our back, good air to breathe,
   food on our table and clean water to drink-
   we have everything we need.
I know it sounds simplistic and basic
  but I think it is a noble and realistic goal
  and has great worth in a priceless way.

"An Orange for Christmas" by Susan Pearl

Whenever the holiday season nears,
I fondly remember my father-in-law telling of when he was a little boy all he got for Christmas was an orange.
The part of the story that I think is fascinating is that he didn't eat the orange right away.
He played with it all day pretending it was a toy-
Savoring the fragrance, rolling it on the floor and maybe he and this brothers even played catch with their oranges....what special fun.
How juicy each bite of the orange must have been at the end of Christmas day.
 

"My Heart of Gratitude" by Susan Pearl

My personal start to having a grateful heart...
  It all begins with having an awareness of the good around me.
Having this awareness leads me to expressing my acknowledgement of the beauty
  and wonderful joys I have known and have been given.
This acknowledgement gives me more joy and I am grateful for my life
   and for the ways of getting through the difficult times of change and challenge,
  and the gentle, kind times of pause and reflection.
An attitude of gratitude for me begins with the realistic awareness
   and realization of the good in my life,
   expressing that realization-
   and expressing my thankfulness for it.
 

"White Buffalo" by Susan Pearl

There is a picture on the wall of my doctor's office that simply carries me away,
I think I could look at it all day,
As the picture catches my eye,
The time in the waiting room flies by.


All I know is that there is something so special about this white buffalo.
It is pictured at night under moonlight,
The white buffalo is standing at the edge of a partially frozen pond,
The flawless white snow laying where no tracks of any kind have been placed upon,
Undisturbed, quiet with gentle gray clouds floating in front of the moon,
It captures a moment in time that the heart knows will be leaving soon.
This white and gray vision of these two variating colors create a mystic scene,
Without the use of my favorite colors of blue, red and green.
It truly is one of the most unique pictures I have ever come across,
To describe this wintery freeze frame my words are at a loss.
Like a teacher teaching and explaining something new,
There is more and more for me in this picture coming into view.

And there it is, Ah Yes, no guess, as I know what is so special about the white buffalo,
It is there to remind me of the rare moments in time,
Like a temporary opportunity that is free for me to see,
A rare moment in time that is special to find,
It is here and then it will disappear,
Like a rainbow, like seeing a white buffalo.