Kathleen Powers:  

by Kathy Powers Welcome back to the circle. The loneliness flickers Flashed in your eyes. Your smile lines invade A prevailing set frown. From an inner warmth shines, Your golden heart lilts: Your audience hears it And absorbs its resonance. Your struggles continue Disguised all anew. The stagnation eludes you And death lies invisible. Now respect that is due you, Heavily hangs in lieu; Your self-worth’s owed payment By you, only you! Welcome back. Workplace Remember, a house becomes a home when you can write “I love you” on the furniture.... Dust If You Must by Kathy Powers Dust if you must but wouldn’t it be better To paint a picture or write a letter, Bake a cake or plant a seed. Ponder the difference between want and need. Dust if you must but there’s not much time, With rivers to swim and mountains to climb! Music to hear and books to read, Friends to cherish and life to lead. Dust if you must but the world’s out there With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair, A flutter of snow, a shower of rain. This day will not come around again. Dust if you must but bear in mind, Old age will come and it is not kind. And when you go and go you must, You, at last, become the dust.