Golden Years

Will you run with me Through wildflowers And lay carefree Upon waves and sand? Will you walk with me Down unbeaten paths And help me navigate Through untamed storms? Will you sit with me Hand-in-hand And watch the sunset Paint the horizon Golden Over and over Today and tomorrow Until its glow Perfectly matches The… Read More Golden Years

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

Your Story’s Not Done

Memories are alive They breathe and age With us, like us They’re never the same They shrink and expand With each breath in our lungs They return us to places Where they once had begun They remind us how far We all have come Before whispering, “Your story’s not done.”

Be Mine

Out of all the disposable Paper cards Melted chocolate hearts And fallen flower petals I hope you find The warm hands Kind eyes And soft lips That shout Without saying a word, “Be mine, Because forever, I’m yours.”