It all begins At a starting point And grows from there With a single choice; Which direction Will you choose And with that choice Will you win or lose? A lucky few end up At the starting point, again With a second chance to choose What they should’ve chosen then
It’s the pieces When combined That finish the design In a mosaic collection Gathered over a lifetime It’s the pieces Mended together Where broken edge Meets broken edge That turns imperfection Into a masterpiece instead
A classic Is remembered Cherished and kept It’s something important We should not forget Formed with much thought By talented hands An art piece ages As patina expands Though the petals have dried Still beauty remains A classic Adored in youth Is now revered with age
Whether good or bad No day is the same Some will be sunny Others drenched by rain Though happy or sad Indifferent or mad Just float… knowing One day you’ll swim
Though you’ve risen To new heights Remember Where you’ve been Before you once again take flight
If we choose to see The signs As hope for some When there’s none to find; These subtle displays Hidden in plain sight Will refresh each day With renewed delight; Opening eyes That are ready to see There is so much more This world can be; When we find The signs In the places we… Read More Signs
Framed by darkness Illuminated by light A mixed composition Is the cycle of life; Seasons of change Some welcomed…some not All have a purpose Lest we forgot; Even the rainy days That block out the sun Help ignite the color In the next autumn to come.
Each day breaks Different than the last As the sun rises From its rays, shadows are cast; Across the land And the face of me and you Allowing us to see Each other’s point of view; Sitting side-by-side United together All living on borrowed time Thankful for tomorrow.
What awaits Where we can’t see Let’s step inside and discover Instead of hide From the magic We will find If we just open our hearts And free our minds From what we think We know To discover a story Still being written; Word-for-step Hand-in-hand The ending awaits for us To claim our… Read More Wonderland
Behind the cloudy curtain After the storm subsides When the angry tide retreats From the shore Where it now resides; Is a sun drenched day With a blue cloudless sky Where a gentle breeze blows Over a quiet low tide; A day to be appreciated By those who’ve found Strength and resolve In… Read More Storm
Jessica M. Collette 
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