Hold tight to the good things Don’t let them slip away Too fast, too soon, too suddenly Too far away one day Remember what they’re good for Reflect on who they’re with Appreciate the moments Each gift they had to give Hold tight to the good things Like they’re the only things you have Hold… Read More Hold Tight
When the world is wailing When the silence is screaming Sing a new song Quiet the noise That distracts, detracts, destroys The progress of peace The promise of joy To come In the morning
Have you ever really looked At a Christmas Tree And truly seen All there is to see The vibrance that comes From individual lights A glittery ornament Shiny and bright A special trinket Generations old A humble quote Neither flashy nor bold A warm feeling That wells up inside Reminding your spirit Christmas Magic resides… Read More Christmas Magic
The sceneTo look, to find, to rewindThe movieTo view, to feel, to replayThe reelTo scan, to spy, to realizeThe photoOnce moving, breathing, flyingWas never meant to beStill
Time stops for no one She’s not in a rush She’s calculated, measured Covert and hushed She’s patient, detailed Adept at sleight of hand She’s seen in seasons And where a tree no longer stands She’s sneaky but intentional Punctual, her middle name She tracks the seconds And a lifetime of gains She favors no… Read More No Glory No Blame
It’s a month to gather Harvest and share A pause to give thanks A moment to care Blessings, losses A laugh, a tear We reminisce And give thanks For our gift Another year
Some Sunny Day You’ll find yourself open Becoming, embracing, being All that you were meant To be
One day The sun will shine But will we rise To see it One day The moon will glow But will we sleep Beneath it
Between laying And hatching eggs The songbird lives Between waiting And a forever home The shelter dog lives Between hoping And holding a baby The parents live Between storms And healing rainbows The girl lives Between budding And dropping petals The flower lives Between our first And our last breath We all live In the… Read More Between
A reflection pool Of April showers Collects in our hands Part yours, part ours Yet, it’s hard to hold As time, as gravity Naturally slips From fingertips Drop by drop Gone but not forgotten As each, as every drop Nourishes, encourages The budding of May flowers
Jessica M. Collette 
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