color of the warmth
of the brushing of the leaves
crushing of harsh winds
blistering at your heart strings
as seasons consistently change

Golden colors
emerge with
the breezy weather
amazing wonders.
Leaves fall
and crumble
as you watch them drop
one each after all.

Roses unfold
millions and millions
that it seems.
A garden untold
of gorgeous flowers
and petals and leaves.
Red, yellow, and pink
scattered all around,
bright colors welcomed
as you lay and think
while petals settle.

I will always walk a mile
just to see you smile.
I will always enjoy your embrace
no matter the place.
No matter if the sky is gray or blue
just as long as it is with you.
You will always be my handsome man.
I will always remind you how you are grand.
I appreciate you every day
in every amazing and incredible way.

Randy the Robot
was a little robo tot.
He never went anywhere
and he did not think that was fair.

He was stuck in the lab
and he always tried to grab
a toy of some kind
just whatever he could find.

He would start to play
and play and play away.
This would bring him such joy
until his maker would say "This is not a toy!"

Randy felt that he was missing a part.
This part was a heart.
He was curious how it felt to beat
and how it fluttered ever so sweet.

He would ask his maker to make one.
He explained how it would be fun
but his maker would say a lot
that a heart is not made for a robot.

His maker began to see
that Randy was not very happy.
So he made his creation a heart
and how Randy was ready to restart.

Randy opened his robot eyes
and due to a pleasant surprise
Randy's new heart began to beat
and with joy it fluttered ever so sweet.

brushing against
the turquoise water
waves stumble back
and forth wetting the white sand
radiant blues reflect off eyes
with the sun's paradise so grand
seas so embellished and feet
can't wait to embrace the water off dry land.

She climbed gently over the branch
and she rolled up her jeans
and dipped her feet in the cool water
as she watched all of nature's scenes.
She was enthused by the colors
of every reddish, golden leaf
and everything so  vivid mirrored
on the wavy water beneath.
She retrieved her book
she had next to her yellow sweater.
She enjoyed each chapter
as she enjoyed the weather.

A Day's View
A new day begins
with a beautiful sunrise.
Light peeks through your window
as you slowly open your eyes.
As the day marches on,
you do what is on your agenda.
As hours go by,
the sun grows slender.
You drive home
as the sun centers down.
You glaze at the beauty
as it disappears to the ground.
Soon to become a white light
to take to the sun's place.
The sky full of darkness
but with stars and space.
You crawl in bed
for it's time to snooze
You smile gladly
at your moonlight view.

Fluttering wings
in the celestial horizon.
Flaring over the beautiful things
below the blazing sun.  

Soaring and flapping
over every blossom
and every sapling.
Never to be forgotten.

Rain of butterflies
channeling every inch of grass
and gliding the tranquil skies
exploring this world's wide mass

Wondrous mountains up high
rising mighty in the night sky.
Stars glistening ever so
as you feel the wind flow by.
You slowly look below
at the misty, clouded snow
You look above so far
and get lost in the stars.

Never stop burning.
Never stop your heart
from churning
to embark a new start.
Don't let no wind
or gale blow you out
or to be thinned
rather than bright and stout.
Never let your light spark out
or be watered on.
Let it be bright in life's blackout
always shining like the dawn.

If He can carry a cross,
He can carry you
when you're lost.

No matter the storm
you go through
He will always
carry you.

Just take His hand
and let Him know
that you will never
let Him go.

Be yourself.
Never be someone else.
You were made to be you.
Everything you go through
is meant for a reason
why you go through every kind of season.
You should live to be you.
This should always be true.
Be true to yourself.
You shine like pastel.
Every color shimmers
and brightly glimmers
on you.
You can grow and accrue
but you will always be you
of who you are meant to be
as you live to be free.

True love
can move mountains,
heal hurting hearts,
and rise above.
True love
makes wise choices,
will always be there,
and makes your heart
flutter like a dove.
Devotion
can beat any obstacle,
and march everything
in motion.
A sweet feeling
can mend every inch
of overwhelming pain,
and give us full healing

Brisk winds linger at your face
from the cold Canadian breeze
as you fasten your pace
with beautiful skies such as these.

White paint rubbed off this old lighthouse
as you open the door and peek in.
You notice the roof starting to douse
and the walls are growing thin.

You ladder up the dark, creaky stairs
You approach to the top
and smell the fresh PE Island air
as from each ocean's drop.

Your eyes take all of the ocean blue.
You shiver from the excitement and the cold
as your skin musters up the morning dew.
You stand and watch as the ocean waves fold.

heart tangles,
no scissors
to cut free

I look in
your deep
hazel eyes
and your
pleasant face.
Close to you,
there
your heart
is in the
right place.
Next to mine

Everywhere
I turn,
there is nature
in need
of description
and meanings
much greater.
Everywhere
I turn,
there are
words to be
explored
and many
stories to be
poured.
It's about of
who I am.
I can never
let it go.
I'm a butterfly
full of words
that charters
and glows.

We're together
when times get hard.
We're together
in this winter cold.
We're together
with this we hold
each other close
and never let go.
Just as long as
we're together
in this glistening snow.

In love
with His
precious name.
With His
amazing Hands
nothing will
be the same.
I lift my hands
to praise You.
I worship
Your divine glory
for I am brand new.

Bundles,
piles,
and mounds of snow
trampled on this mountain.
No living things appeared.
All there was
white,
cold,
and frozen
substance of snow.
Rumble,
roar,
and tussle
the mountain made.
Slowly then faster.
The sky
was gray and ashy
as the rumbling continued.
So the sounds became actions.
Mounds,
pounds,
and hills of snow
tumbled and plunged.
Loud, blasting sounds
grew stronger and stronger.
Slowly they began to stop
and terminate and cease.
Sounds came again as peaceful
as the quiet mountain
returned to normal.

She gazed out her plane window
focusing on each white, puffy cloud.
She looked over to see all the people
doing their own thing in the crowd.
She wondered if any of them
had ever flown in a plane,
they all seemed relaxed.
They all seemed the same.
This plane ride was novel to her,
she wanted to explore this great wide world.
This was her first adventure
as a newly adult girl.
She looked down at her jeans
and brushed back her brown, silky hair.
She began to really question
how long she'd been in the air.
She quietly watched below
all the large buildings so small.
She turned to everyone
and wondered if they felt this way at all?
She was excited for her destination,
she tried to contain it at heart
She was ready for a rising adventure,
a fresh, brand new start.

We don't need people to tell us
or things to think of us as more.
We don't need lots of attention
or more waters on your shore.
You and I are beautiful
just the way we are.
It may be something you hear a lot
but you are perfect even with your scars.
Love yourself.
You are important.
Don't forget it
because you are not forgotten.

An azure sky
received a blaze of light
shining with wings so broad
soaring with great height.
So freeing and liberating
and magical flight.
Shine glowing
as snowy white
glimmering in the day
and in the night.
Overflowing with beauty
is this glorious sight.

A stroll in the calm scenery
a swift breeze at your face
New beginnings start this season
as you stroll along in the park.

Blossoming colors spread all around
Mind and eyes capture and marvel
Every green, yellow, gold, red, and orange
all draw close to a picture reflecting on your eyes.


Crumbled leaves brushing on the ground
other leaves cling and slowly hang on branches
Leaves crunch as your polished boots prance away.
Fall's season begins your peaceful amble.

Inhale the sweet smells
of the Holy Spirit
Overflowing wells
of His great love.
Dance and rejoice
with awing feelings
at the sound of His voice
and seeking His face.

Below the majestic sky
lies a mountain so high.
Sacred places rise at the peak.
Destiny and adventure for all who seek.
The climb is quite steep
but the sight will make your heart leap.
As you approach the top,
turn around and stop.
There is a boulder in the way
of a secret passage here to this day.
Turn it over and feast your eyes
to the wonder of a glorious surprise.
Behind this giant rock
lies a wonderland that's quite a shock.
Hills, flowers, butterflies, and more.
Your eyes wander and soar.
More adventure is soon to arrive
with each image you feel so alive.

Believe
with all your heart.
Always hope
from the start.
Don't give up
break free
Don't stand back
just believe.

Vibrant, violet skies
as the moonlight
glimmers over your eyes
catching this stunning sight.
Thousands of stars
glitter so high
below Mars
right in this bright sky.
Up on the mountain
rising above the land
towering a fountain
of stars so grand.

Trapped
in the same day.
Over and over
and Iit won't go away.
Trapped
in one time frame.
Running again.
Always the same.
Trapped.
Can't reach.
Forced in be secluded
to a breach.
Trapped
in a forced mentality.
Chained.
Wanting to be free.

Cold, windy night
e
    m
        e
              r
                  g
                      e
                            d
into a brilliant sight
as the pale moon light
glistens so bright.

Splashing color all around.
Each wave 's crashing sound.
Around the dusty sand
Swirls of shells on the land.
Hurdles of colorful coral
Every tint so floral.
Loveliness on the shore.
Looking for more.

Dear Pain and hurt,

I've let you tangle me.
I've let you strangle me.
No more from you.
I can't let you through.
You've given me discomfort
and extreme anguish and suffer.
This has got to stop.
No more sorrow, not a drop.
You will not control me.
You will not troll me.
I am more than you.
You cannot come through.

Sincerely good-bye,
you need to die.

say good-bye
to the sun
no more blazing
it's time to be gone

lower down
to disappear
such a lovely light
when you were here

settling to
another blue, starry,
and glorious night
time to be sparkly