One sunny day It returned to me By way of the shadows A distant memory It crept along Where the bright light shone Walking the line It had long since known Crossing-over Between light and dark Leaving in its path A trail of sparks Illuminating What once had been Cloaked in the shadows Of now… Read More Cloaked in the Shadows
Show me a place Where time stands still Where the summer breeze Evades winter’s chill Where our eyes could see Crystal clear With no worries given Whether far or near Where the vibrant flowers Refused to fade Staying true to when Memories were made Where the here and now Was the now and then Where… Read More Time Stands Still
We all have a placeOn our great blue earthYou, me, and the beesWe all have worthWhether planting,GatheringOr admiring it allWe all have a placeLarge or smallOn our great blue earthWe matter, all
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
She has a way about her Hot-tempered She boils and stirs The air Until heavy and thick Weighted In the intensity We bow Resigned to knowing Mere flowers, we are Dried between August’s pages An homage to her When the calendar reflects The depths of wintertime
Take it easy Soak up the sun Windblown hair Convertible fun Fried seafood Ice cream cone Sand and sea Carefree zone Take a dip Take a nap Read a book Eat a snack Look ahead Never back Amber sunset Starry sky Sweet dreams No goodbyes There’s a sunrise On the horizon
Let’s take a ride in a time machine So, we can witness what has been seen Let the music bring us to days gone by We thought they’d last, but away they’d fly On catchy notes and nostalgic lyrics We’d reminisce but never truly hear it Lost in the noise of time and space We’ve… Read More Time Machine
Her presence Gentle and light Makes my world Soft and bright She warms me Body and soul My friend, Sunshine From long ago She knew me then She knew me when She’ll know me more Tomorrow
If you were a flower What would you be? I’d be a wild one Born to be free Free to be wild As my nature says, I’ll be With deep enough roots To not be careless But still free Free to enjoy The company of wild ones Like me
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
Jessica M. Collette 
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