Perfect Days
Perfect days are meant To be bottled and saved Uncorked and savored On less-perfect days On days that need brightening In every way They will bless us with colors That with us will stay To uplift our spirits On those less-perfect days
Perfect days are meant To be bottled and saved Uncorked and savored On less-perfect days On days that need brightening In every way They will bless us with colors That with us will stay To uplift our spirits On those less-perfect days
Storm clouds or sunshine What do you see? What will be, Will be
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
She floats on the breeze Without a care On pristine wings With stories to share About all the scents And petals she’s seen A rainbow of colors Created in dreams Where endless fields Alive with wildflowers Glisten in the sun After a soft rain shower She has much to tell By the flutter of her… Read More Imagination Blossoms
What makes you happy? If you don’t have a clear answer, that’s ok. At least I got you thinking about it! I wrote Happy Is Here to make you smile, laugh, reminisce, relate, and make your day a little lighter. If you haven’t yet, I hope you’ll check out this fun story about summer vacation… Read More What Makes You Happy?
Dear Summer in New England, For you we wait all year To gaze upon your sunny face And forget our winter fears; We welcome you With bare open arms Too pale from the lack of Your warmth and charms; But like the fickle souls we are Soon we’ll be complaining, “It’s wicked hot and humid… Read More Dear Summer in New England
A sunny day To push the blues away And get lost in a field Of sunflower bliss; Where happiness and dreams Show on sun-kissed faces While the balmy breeze Ruffles and chases; The worker bees And our troubles away
Memories of you Rise from the east As an amber hue Melting away the cloudy gloom Memories of you Follow me throughout the day Warming me and lighting my way Casting shadows that dance and play Memories of you Set in the west As a painted pastel view That silently fades to a sky of… Read More Sunshine Memories
You first appeared That time of year When the sun is strong And the air is clear You tease and mimic My every move Making me ask What you have to prove You tag along Whether I walk or run Twisting this way or that We move as one I turn to confront You with… Read More Shadow Play
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