Sweet Journey
Milk chocolate Kisses White chocolate Hugs Peanut butter cups Hot cocoa in mugs Wrapped in foils Kept in festive tins The choice is yours Where your Sweet journey Begins
Milk chocolate Kisses White chocolate Hugs Peanut butter cups Hot cocoa in mugs Wrapped in foils Kept in festive tins The choice is yours Where your Sweet journey Begins
Here is the design inspired by my poem Amen. It is available on Redbubble at my Sun and Shade Store. This design can be printed on demand on many items, including t-shirts, sweatshirts, stickers, mousepads, mugs, bags, notepads, magnets, pillows, and many more! Amen. Design available here
If not now Then when? Or should we just Count to ten If not now Then when? With patience We’ll wait ‘til then If not now Then when? When we stop asking Again and again If not now Then when? We ask You nightly With thanks, Amen. I’ve also created a design inspired by this… Read More Amen.
Pinecones Peanut butter and seed This is how Winter birds like to feed Pecking and fluttering Together they sing A song of thanks For the goodness we bring Pinecones Peanut butter and seed For you, our feathered friends We do this good deed
I wished upon a star One night But the star Was really a satellite Yet, still, I wished With all my might Upon that circling Satellite That it would beam Peace and love Upon the Earth From up above Orbiting, spinning Lost in space Dizzy from wishes We, humans, chase From Earth to satellite And… Read More Satellite
Blessings today This Thanksgiving Day May our bellies be full Our hearts grateful And may we all be Eternally Thankful
At the water’s edge Hidden in the reeds A heron stood Ready to feed Barely noticeable Blended and still Waiting With power and will For passersby Both fish and I To swim and walk With blinded eyes To meet our fates At the water’s edge My path curved right As the heron fed On ill-fated… Read More The Heron
Echo of crows Shatters the air Who they bother They do not care They’re on the hunt For pumpkin seeds From Jack O’ Lanterns Thrown in the weeds October’s rejects Broken and rotten Are pillaged by crows Before forgotten Sunken into The earth below Eulogized by Echo of crows
November’s path Has twists and turns With wisdom held For us to learn In the fallen leaves From the naked trees Do we dare to be As brave as thee Who have lived and lost And lived again Season after season
Jack’s a shy guy A bit misunderstood Though he looks pure evil Through and through, he’s good A sinister smile appeared When they carved his face With menacing eyes That he cannot erase He looks at the children And sees fear in their eyes He cannot comfort them Though he tries and tries When Sensitive… Read More Jack’s a Shy Guy
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