Glimpse
When day goes black Eyes look to the sky To dream and wonder About where and why To remember how small Problems can be When into the vastness Our gaze lets us see Just far enough A glimpse at best To keep us guessing About all the rest
Author: Jess M. Collette
I live in Rhode Island with my husband Joe and our rescue dog Callie. I love to create and write, drawing inspiration from real life, spirituality, and nature. It is my hope that my stories provide a little bit of sunshine in the lives of those who read them. For additional information and to view original (and oftentimes whimsical) content, please visit www.jessicamcollette.com.
A Welcome, A Farewell
The morning birds sing A song I’ve longed to hear A welcome, A farewell They sing this time of year A welcome to spring’s Saving grace A farewell to winter’s Scowling face The morning birds sing Under shifting skies As spring is born Of winter’s demise
Balance
Happy Valentine’s Day! Remember to always recognize and appreciate the love in your life EVERY day of the year! I’m so very thankful for mine!
Endlessly
There once was a place I wished to be There once was a face I wished to see Now, I close my eyes And open my mind And dream about a world Of my design Where I’m in that place I wished to be Where your face is the first I get to see… Read More Endlessly
Remains of a Snowman
Remains of a snowman Are sad to see Just a dirty pile Of leaves and debris He has no button eyes And no carrot nose In a gust of wind Away his scarf blows Remains of a snowman Are sad to see He’s now just a spot For the dogs to pee
Fabric of Time
It started to unravel All on its own But wasn’t noticed Until a hole had shown Broken threads Tattered and torn A once perfect design Faded and worn Edges jagged Where seams used to be What once was complete Is no more to see The fabric of time Now a threadbare sheet
Wake Me When It’s Spring
Wake me when it’s spring When the flowers are in bloom When the birds gladly sing When the sun sits higher in the sky And a warm night the moon soon brings
Dance in the Rain
A crack of thunder Foretells of rain A lightning bolt Threatens pain Yet still, we dance Dance in the rain Until the sun Does shine again To dry the puddles We’re dancing in
Beauty is Born
It snowed last night All is white and clean All flaws are covered By a wintry scene But a land like this Is not long to be Beneath the surface Are many scars to see The real, the raw The ugly, and worn The bud of a rose Paired with the thorn Out of… Read More Beauty is Born
Binge-watching
Is binge-watching bad For the heart and the soul Tempering emotion Squashing self-control We no longer wait From week to week For answers to questions We so desperately seek Instead, we binge-watch From beginning to end An entire season In one weekend
Jessica M. Collette 
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