Garden of Life
Yellow petals Delicate and strong Remind us all That we, too, belong Through our uniqueness Our fragility Our seasons of change In the Garden of Life We’re all beautifully Arranged
Yellow petals Delicate and strong Remind us all That we, too, belong Through our uniqueness Our fragility Our seasons of change In the Garden of Life We’re all beautifully Arranged
What had become Of the cold, dark day Its doom and gloom Had been chased away By the comforting presence Of the early spring sun Rebirth Had begun
Just because You crossed their mind And they wanted you to know You’re one of a kind Just because They truly care And recognize Life doesn’t play fair Just because They wanted you to smile They picked up tulips At the end of the aisle Just because They thought of you Is the sweetest thing… Read More Just Because
Just as the birds are Searching for the best Moss and leaves To line their nests We, too, should start With our spring cleaning Gathering and keeping What, to us, has meaning A helpful hand An encouraging word A promise kept A prayer heard A thankful heart That counts its blessings Every time a songbird… Read More Spring Cleaning
Today is the key That unlocks tomorrow It cannot be copied It cannot be borrowed It can only be used Turned And approved By the meticulous Hands of time
Instead of being blinded by The intensity of the sun Close your eyes And experience The comforting warmth Of her embrace
Out of all the disposable Paper cards Melted chocolate hearts And fallen flower petals I hope you find The warm hands Kind eyes And soft lips That shout Without saying a word, “Be mine, Because forever, I’m yours.”
Where the sunflowers grow Tall and strong And roosting birds Serenade in song From the giant Sycamore On the riverbank Under which I give my thanks With a sense of belonging And gratitude Knowing in my stillness And solitude I am one Soul, sight, and sound With all of the beautiful things
It’s in their final moments When we remember their best When we overlook their worst In preparation for The hardest of hurts When they are gone forever And we are left to live One…heartbeat…at…a…time
Wrapped up in a hug Is a comforting feeling In some ways reassuring In others, healing In all ways revealing, “You are loved,” When you most need to be
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