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
Tag: hope
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
Pulling Weeds
One of the most important tasks We all must do Is pulling weeds That have encroached Into our beautiful places Before they strangle out The peace, the hope, the dreams We gently planted So many moons ago
Praying
Some days are for praying Down on our knees While asking for a miracle We cannot yet see ********************** Some days are for praying Down on our knees To joyfully give thanks For the miracle received
Something Sweet
The honeybee offered And I said yes To pack up my troubles To carry my mess One after the other He packed them away Covered each with pollen To make sure they’d stay Upon his legs As he warmed up his wings When he took flight I heard him sing, “Today’s problems Will be tomorrow’s… Read More Something Sweet
Jessica M. Collette 
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