Pieces
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
Tag: Poems
Details
They say The devil’s in the details But I’d have to disagree I see Divinity in the details The kind that sets you free To see the world as more than Troubles that can’t be controlled Miracles do surround us They’re waiting to be seen and heard In an intricate design On each feather… Read More Details
Sparks Ignite
May you feel the warmth On this day of love From a heart that beats With yours as one A special rhythm That melts the ice It warms the soul Then sparks ignite
A Classic
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
The Wind
The wind Blows in From the North Showing force From the South Bringing warmth From the East Like a beast From the West A welcome guest The wind Blows in
Swim
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
Glow
Glow So others may know They have a friend in the darkness
Time
A keeper Of lost seconds And precious minutes won; A hand Counting the hours Until the day is done; A face Looking back at you In solemn apathy; A guardian That’s honest In the number that you see; *** Time *** Will tell the details Offering no apology
Yin and Yang
On this day You entered earth Most likely screaming Since it was your birth; As the only son The family name you won But which name to use With more than one to choose; Now you’re also called Husband; father; friend In each of these roles On you I can depend; We became A perfect… Read More Yin and Yang
Angels Sing
Your laughter echoes Through the room Then fades too quickly Because you’ve gone too soon A hymn begins And angels sing You’re portrait hangs Upon the wall Your face the same Forever young and small A hymn begins And angels sing Your memory I hold near to me Yet new memories No more will be… Read More Angels Sing
Jessica M. Collette 
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