Pluck
If we could Pluck hurt feelings Like weeds from a garden And fill those tender spots With what will one day bloom What a beautiful soul We would be
Category: Written Thoughts
Sun and Cloud
Worth
With good intentions I give you a home Within this land Where you may grow Dig deep And flourish Upon this earth It is my hope The future Knows your worth As I gently tuck you In the dirt
Give
Give what you can To your fellow man Your love Your patience Your time Your last $ So, your life gives them A reason to smile
Sit and Spin
They say our fates Are written in the stars Yet the world on which We sit and spin Still turns Though our thoughts May wander
My Favorite Tree
My favorite tree Has been dropping her leaves It’s as if she too Feels the rampant unease So much unrest To hear and see Wildfires, floods Viral disease Still, she digs deep Deep into the ground Until what was lost Is once again found In the air, the dirt The churning sea A new leaf… Read More My Favorite Tree
Be Still
Be still When the day is long Troubles persist All hope is gone Be still In the dark of night Feeling lost In a never-ending fight Be still For you are not alone Greater Grace Will guide you home Be still And know
Lovely
The rose blooms Because it must Rise up From the dust So, we may see Something beautiful So, we may know What is lovely
Soothing
Stress drowns In the trickling Cascading stream Of notes and melodies Spilling over stones Pooling in circles Ripple after ripple Soothing Our restless souls
Together
Drops from heaven fall To swim in rivers below Together they go
Jessica M. Collette 
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