A Home
At the top of a hill Overlooking the sea Is a little red house In an apple tree It sits empty Waiting patiently For someone to make This house A home
At the top of a hill Overlooking the sea Is a little red house In an apple tree It sits empty Waiting patiently For someone to make This house A home
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
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
If you haven’t heard There’s a new song It’s a song of inclusion Where all belong Where all blossom Beautiful and bright In response to the rain With respect to the light It’s sung by birds Percussion by bees Backing vocals By whispering breeze It’s playing on repeat If you care to hear But don’t… Read More Spring Sings
Flowers are blooming Sun is shining Trees are budding So, let’s stop whining And get to counting The endless blessings Waiting patiently For us to find
Do you see the landscape Desolate with snow, Or do you see the landscape With an ethereal glow? Though the ground is frozen Growth has begun Spring flowers are born Of snow and sun
Signs of spring are in the air So, let’s shed winter’s cares Let’s wash them, fold them Hang them out to dry And with a bit of luck Away, they’ll fly
The trees bloom In shades of pink Bright white Light purple Cotton candy dreams To remind us Life’s much sweeter Than it sometimes seems
Playing peekaboo With the dirt below Whimsical petals In the sun glow In pastel shades Pearly white Tiny flowers rise To hug the light Kissing the dark Cold dirt goodbye Embracing the day Reaching for the sky
Tree buds red and plump Reach for skies clear and blue At last spring’s breakthrough
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