Some Days
Some days We underestimate The power of the sun To brighten To lighten To lift The heaviness away From heads From hearts Some days
Tag: Whimsical
Lessons Learned in a Garden
For all, there is a purpose Change is necessary Better days are coming It’s a cozy home for fairies A food source for bees A tranquil place of rest Where thoughts are cultivated Sown and confessed Blooming into flowers If just for their season With seeds to dry and keep ‘til the next go around
Eve of Spring
Moonbeams shine On the Eve of Spring Highlighting the pond Where the peepers sing Songs of hope For warmer days Songs of welcome To with us stay Through the transition The seasonal shift Flowers emerge As Spring’s first gift
St. Paddy’s Gift
My wish for you On this day Is a four-leaf clover You’ll find along your way To place in your pocket To hold in your hand To share with others To fully understand That this special clover Four leaves instead of three Faith, hope, love, and luck Is a St. Paddy’s gift For you and… Read More St. Paddy’s Gift
Miss Tree
A sweet short story about a girl, a tree, and the cycle of life.… Read More Miss Tree
By Mother and Men
Birds are fed by Mother and men… Read More By Mother and Men
Lucky Pennies
If a penny, you one day see It is a gift to you from me A small token of my pure love Sent to Earth from above If it’s not shiny, clean, or new Its intention is tried and true It’s a simple sign that I am near To bring a smile and dry your… Read More Lucky Pennies
Written Upon the Newly Fallen Snow
The newly fallen snow Had stories to tell Much had happened Since first, it fell It kept no secrets Neither did the moon What happened at night Would be revealed soon Under the glisten Of celestial light The rabbits hopped The owls took flight The mice scurried Down under the snow A chase from the… Read More Written Upon the Newly Fallen Snow
Hue For You
What’s your favorite color What does it mean to you Red, orange, yellow A shade of green or blue Can you pick just one Or is it a mix of two That creates the perfect shade The perfect hue for you
He’s Santa Claus
His red coat is tattered His boot soles have holes He isn’t feeling very merry He’s coming down with a cold He’s getting on in years He’s 1,752, to be exact He’s weathered and worn His sleigh is packed His night is overbooked His reindeer are fussy He hasn’t checked his list His sinuses are… Read More He’s Santa Claus
Jessica M. Collette 
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