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
Tag: Whimsical
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
Happy Little Flowers
It’s right about now When dandelions appear With bright yellow flowers Blossoming far and near Though they’ve been called Nothing more than weeds They are so much more So much more, indeed The bees and butterflies Find them, “Oh, so pretty!” They’ll grow anywhere Whether country or city They add much-needed interest To a lawn… Read More Happy Little Flowers
Garden of Life
Yellow petals Delicate and strong Remind us all That we, too, belong Through our uniqueness Our fragility Our seasons of change In the Garden of Life We’re all beautifully Arranged
Just Because
Just because You crossed their mind And they wanted you to know You’re one of a kind Just because They truly care And recognize Life doesn’t play fair Just because They wanted you to smile They picked up tulips At the end of the aisle Just because They thought of you Is the sweetest thing… Read More Just Because
St. Patrick’s Day
May Irish kisses And golden wishes Find you Happy and healthy This St. Patrick’s Day And may the beauty Of the rainbow Forever and always Guide you along your way
Spring Cleaning
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
Embrace
Instead of being blinded by The intensity of the sun Close your eyes And experience The comforting warmth Of her embrace
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.”
Soul, Sight, and Sound
Where the sunflowers grow Tall and strong And roosting birds Serenade in song From the giant Sycamore On the riverbank Under which I give my thanks With a sense of belonging And gratitude Knowing in my stillness And solitude I am one Soul, sight, and sound With all of the beautiful things
Jessica M. Collette 
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