Eve of Spring
Moonbeams shine On the Eve of Spring Highlighting the pond Where the peepers sing Songs of hope For warmer days Songs of welcome To with us stay Through the transition The seasonal shift Flowers emerge As Spring’s first gift
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Drift Away
They went to the ocean To watch the waves To let their memories Drift away To the far corners Where earth meets air To a place where dreams Are theirs to share Like pearls plucked As priceless treasures From a sea of endless Possibility
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
Rebirth
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
Spring Cleaning
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
Cradled
It’s in the cries Of yesterday We find the purpose Of the present That points us to the hope Cradled in the hands Of tomorrow
First Christmas
May your Christmas be Merry and bright As bright as the star On that first Christmas night That pointed those Wise enough to seek To the savior sent To fill the weak With joy and hope Faith and love Our Holy Miracle Sent from above A gift of peace For everyone
The Start of Better Days
Though he knows not what Tomorrow brings A joyful tune The songbird sings If not for him If not for her Perhaps, for some It will deeply stir A dormant wish In a sleeping soul Of a tomorrow That will not stay That’s, instead, the start of Better days
She No Longer Wept
They fell like the rain Steadily tapping on the roof Racing down the gutters Puddling on the earth Dirt became mud Heavy, sticky, and thick Building slowly It poured down quick They fell like the rain The tears on her cheeks Slowly absorbed By the pillow beneath One last tear Warm, soft, and thick Building… Read More She No Longer Wept
To the Arms of Morning
Bathed in silence Tucked in a bed of peace Caught while falling asleep Carried in dreams To the arms of morning
Jessica M. Collette 
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