Dear Daffodil
Sunny happiness Cheerful warmth Poetic majesty Sophisticated whimsy An air of royalty Comfort, hope, vitality Your crown of spring Worn joyously Dear Daffodil We thank you For your goodness and grace
Sunny happiness Cheerful warmth Poetic majesty Sophisticated whimsy An air of royalty Comfort, hope, vitality Your crown of spring Worn joyously Dear Daffodil We thank you For your goodness and grace
Good Friday… Read More Millennia
Open your eyes, There are promises to see In new buds On flowers, trees Open your ears, There are promises to hear In new songs From birds far, near Open your hand There are promises to hold In garden dirt That’s a little less cold Open your soul There are promises to feel Tangible, intangible… Read More There are Promises
Where, oh where, Have the flowers gone With their beautiful petals Brightening each day’s dawn Do they head south Like many birds do Diving deep underground From once they grew Do they perfume the dirt With a promise of spring Their mere scent A glimpse of better days brings Blossoms and blooms Fragrant and free… Read More Floral Migration
Some Sunny Day You’ll find yourself open Becoming, embracing, being All that you were meant To be
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
Sun nudges us From Winter’s sleep. “Wake up, Wake up. Stop counting sheep. Open your eyes, Dears, Breathe in deep, Feel Spring’s kisses Soft and sweet! They’re pastel promises Sealed upon your cheeks Of gentler days, Loves, Soon to come.”
Spring sings A song of hope That in the beginning The Composer wrote With notes of wonder Bars of love Percussion from Raindrops above Backing vocals From feathered friends A masterpiece Beginning to end
NOISE It’s getting louder INVASIVE Hard to tune out It breaks through the silence UNINVITED It shouts About tragedies Social, economic Hopelessness, doubt In response Can’t we fill the AIRWAVES With the sound Of our beating hearts In hopes that they will Someday SYNCHRONIZE As one
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