roses bloom opening their hearts
daffodils smile to see the morning sun
at last Spring has sprung

her heart is easily broken
love inside prevails
her dreams fly free
we are blessed
to know such affection

her heart is in the right place
listen closely
you can almost hear
precious heartbeats
we who know her
are blessed

sunshine or rain
indoors or out
poetry day


Every day should be a poem day... even if it isn't written.

hung above rafters
wind swayed
silk web

Deceit brings much sorrow.  It causes the blood to boil and ignites a flame of pain.

yellow breasted
blue and red feathers
tiny smiles
I see it all

simple chirps
fluttering wings
gentle tunes
I hear it all

songs that soothe my soul
melodic tenor
I feel it inside

they're the sweetest songs
I ever heard

Each day that goes by makes me realize more and more about how precious life is. Life is short. Flowers bloom and later fade away. Rain must fall to see the splatters on the water. The sun must shine that we see life ~ our world ~ in its full beauty.
Don't take life for granted. It's too short. It's too precious.