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

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