End of an Era!
For the employee or firm?
Perhaps both are true.
But growth requires great changes,
Sometimes at the highest level.
End of an Era!
For the employee or firm?
Perhaps both are true.
But growth requires great changes,
Sometimes at the highest level.
Out- in our garden,
Leaves of green make their debut,
Pink- petals falling,
Are you a sakura’s tear?
Weeping with friend yanagi?
Oh mirror image,
Do you have the power, still –
To predict futures?
I care not if I am fair,
Tell me more of tomorrow.
I am of two minds,
Warring for a single heart,
Forty hands holding,
Only so much weight before –
A trust fall is just falling.
Is this goodbye?
I do not wish it to be,
Alas not my choice,
May jazz always follow you,
Wherever your path may lead
As I drift asleep
My mind begins to wander
And wonder about
What joy tomorrow could bring
Or unexpected delight.
Do you recall
Beneath a saintly mountain
The Burrow-like house?
We wam in both pools of light
And cool water crystal blue
It is not that hard,
To begin writing to you
That part is simple.
What is harder is after
The words, “Dearest Sequoia.”
Grey clouds gathering
Where the sky meets the ocean
At the Western gate
I see the oncoming storm
Welcoming the Winds of Spring
Oh San Francisco!
I fell in and out of love
With you by my side.
My silent constant sidekick,
In this thing I call My Life!