Dreams of them are floating
Around inside my head
And I would love to see a real
Unicorn someday and be able
To keep it by my side. . .
Forever and always
Or perhaps a talking
Unicorn will do
That way when I'm
Sad or lonely
I can talk to
It and it will understand
Me.
I would love to ride
Those Unicorns
With my sister
That way we could have
A lovely time
Riding Unicorns
In the sky.
Goodnight, Unicorns!
Goodnight. . .

*~Marian~

Sniffles and sneezes
A stuffy and runny nose
I am sick again.

*~Marian~

Little bits of blue
Violets are blooming in fields
And in the meadows.

**~Marian~

The little bird was trapped
Behind the gilded cage
The butterfly was trapped
Inside the mason jar
The firefly was caught
From his home
And they patiently wait
Hoping and praying...
And then one day
A girl with gentle hands
Opens the little bird's cage
And releases him
With her pretty smile
She says, "Be free, little one!"
A youthful boy that same day
Open's the butterfly's jar
And with one final look at her dazzling beauty
He softly whispers, "You're free at last."
Another girl that same day
Opens the jar the firefly lives in
Trapped inside the walls of glass
She opens the lid and says,
"Fly away, little firefly, fly away!
You are free at last."

*~Marian~

Be Happy And Wake Up
To A Fresh New Day

*~Marian~

Watching the snow fall
In thick white lacy feathers
They look so fluffy and soft
But to the touch they're cold
And they melt instantly in your hands
They sadly, turn into a puddle of water
The clouds are full of snow
And it keeps falling from the sky
So beautiful and innocent
It never stops, not even for a minute
Fall, fall, little snowflakes
Fall, little snowflakes from the sky
Your beauty makes me happy
It's sends a thrill to my poetic imagination
Fall, fall, joyous snowflakes
I am so happy to see you today
When I woke up this morning
I was so pleased and surprised
To see some slight flurries
Outside my bedroom window
But now it's increased
To a heavy downpour
Of feathery snowflakes
Keep on falling
I'm so glad to see you here
You make me glad and joyous
Just to see that you are near
I am so happy and pleased
Just to watch you
Falling from the sky
The clouds are holding your beauty
Sprinkling it like Fairy dust
Down, down, down to the earth
And I am so happy
Just to be sitting here
Quietly and silently
Watching the peaceful snow

*~Marian~

Welcome to Fairyland!
Come dream the hours away,
Then dance with me and the Fairies across the cool sand,
And find the beauty in every day!

Come with me to Fairyland,
Where the Fairies will dance with me and you,
Be sunshine across the warm summer sand;
But I promise your days here will never be blue.

Walk with me to Fairyland,
Where days will never fly,
Where time is not just a grain of sand;
And where dreams and wishes will never die.


*~Marian~

When butterflies kiss the Dawn
God paints a sunrise in the east
When butterflies kiss the Dawn
Dewdrops kiss the flowers
And last Night's raindrops
Drench the fresh earth
When butterflies kiss the Dawn
The veil of Heaven lifts
And shows fluffy white clouds
Drifting lazily by
When butterflies kiss the Dawn
Buds unfurl their soft sweet petals
And the smell of honeysuckles
And millions of other flowers
Fill the air of Dawn
With a heavenly fragrance
When butterflies kiss the Dawn
Flowers waltz in the meadows and fields
When butterflies kiss the Dawn
Sunrays dance through my window
Filling my room full of light
When butterflies kiss the Dawn
All is beautiful

*~Marian~

When morning comes
Sun-kissed bluebells
Are woke with dew
The honeyed rays of sunshine
Drift into my room
Waltzing as the flood my room with light
When morning comes
Waltzing flowers
Dance to a beautiful symphony
Of nocturnal music
And notes of harmony
Melodies sweet
Greet my ears
In the dancing breeze
The sun rises just above that green hill
Whose cloak is covered in pearly dewdrops
Which sparkle in the warm sunshine
And reflect in the flowing creek
Ferns dance beside majestic waterfalls
Whose water thunders with ecstasy
Down rocky cliffs
When morning comes
All the world is awaken anew
To the pristine song of birds
Which warble in the nearby trees
Surreal landscapes and dancing hills
Are woke with ecstasy
When morning comes
And Dawn lifts the
Celestial veil of Heaven
When the curtain of
The horizon rises
Flooding the sky with
Fluffy white cotton clouds
Which drift lazily by
When morning comes

*~Marian~

Flowers all too soon will die,
Until when you see them again,
All at once you'll see them under the deep blue sky;
When their new life will begin.

Happy will that time be,
Never will any be like it again,
That time when they smile at you and me;
When their new life will begin.

That will be a happy day,
To see them once again,
This must be the best way;
When their new life will begin.

Short though their life will be,
You will always see them again,
They will be smiling and dancing at you and me;
When their new life will begin.

*~Marian~

Where everything is Spring
And leaves are turning green
Secret gardens begin to bloom
Their scent mingling with that of distant rain
Where everything is pure sunshine
And their rays slant through the forest trees
And pour across my woodland path
I walk hand and hand with those rays
As they shine full fledge into my face
My forest path begins to end
And there is an opening in the forest
Leading me to a quiet, peaceful meadow
Where the flowers forever grow
They never wither, but take their growth
From the mighty hand of God
In the wind and rain
Sweet bluebirds and cardinals
Sing upon the boughs of the pine trees
Swaying in the wind
Morning glories bloom
And honeysuckles climb
And spiral and wrap their vines
Around the majestic trunks of the white oak
A little pond cascades and flows
Blue-greenish water gurgles and bubbles
Singing some sweet song
An anthem of glory
Where everything is Spring
Lemonade in hand
I half sit, half lay
On the grassy bank
Beside the garden pond
And read my book
A pitcher of mint or lemon iced-tea
Paints my harmony
Of life in bloom
Where everything is Spring

*~Marian~

White ponies grazing on a green hill
Dancing in the flowers that waltz there
The beautiful mother horse nuzzles her little pony
Lovingly
White ponies grazing on a green hill
Taking me and my sis for rides
Upon their furry backs
Racing through the wind
And faster than the rain
Quicker than the lightening
We continue to race
Upon white ponies
Which love and trust
Me and my big sister

*~Marian~

They sing a song of melody
Some beautiful tune
That only Fairies sing at night
They ****** in the daytime
They quietly chime in the distance at night
Wind chimes ****** in the forest
Where the Fairies dance at night
In their beautiful Fairy Ring
Where all Fairies gather for the dance
Where we dance in a Ring
Wind chimes are our music
And they chime in the night breezes
A tune for us to waltz to
Even butterflies join the dance
And I am waltzing with the moon
Who smiles happily from his chair
In the dark, dark midnight sky
I love to hear the wind chimes
When they ****** in the Spring
And Summertime breezes
And in the wind of a thunderstorm
When they may chime vigorously
In the rain-scented winds
That send a twister of leaves
Flying through the air
Wind chimes soothe the mind
And tired body at night
And send sweet dreams
Into your head

*~Marian~

Keep out the cold blast,
For Winter's coming fast!
I'll be glad when Spring is here and Winter's done,
Just like the season dead and gone.
But I am not that way,
For I appreciate each day,
And even when its so dark and gloomy I can't see,
Still merrily we shall be!
**~Marian~

~-English-~

Winter Again

The bitter air stings my face
And I can see my breath;
Only the birds of Winter remain,
The others have flown South.

Flowers remain asleep,
As the Arctic winds rage.
The only green trees
Are those mighty firs.

Snow and ice have
Rained upon the gardens.
Autumn shades are gone,
Winter has taken the lead.

Winter is such a joy,
When snowflakes kiss your cheeks;
And cling to your hair,—
Oh how I love Winter!

The lake is frozen in ice
And trees are bent over in snow.
At night the wolves howl to the moon
Complaining of the cold.

Silence and long dark months,
And waiting for Spring to dawn.
Slowly daylight lengthens,
And the air grows warmer.

Then on one day,
I ventured outside.
I saw Spring had arrived,
And Winter had flown away.


Timothy and Marian


~-French-~

Hiver à nouveau

L'air amer pique mon visage
Et je peux voir mon souffle ;
Seuls les oiseaux de l'hiver restent,
Les autres ont volé vers le sud.

Fleurs restent endormis,
Comme la rage des vents arctiques.
Les arbres verts uniquement
Sont celles des sapins puissants.

Neige et glace peuvent
Fit pleuvoir sur les jardins.
Nuances de l'automne ont disparu,
Hiver a pris les devants.

L'hiver est une telle joie,
Quand les flocons de neige embrassent tes joues ;
Et s'accrochent à vos cheveux, —
Oh comme j'aime hiver !

Le lac est gelé dans la glace
Et les arbres sont repliées dans la neige.
Dans la nuit, les loups hurlent à la lune
Se plaindre du froid.

Silence et mois longue et sombres,
Et en attente de printemps à l'aube.
Lentement la lumière du jour s'allonge,
Et l'air devient plus chaud.

Puis sur un jour,
Je me hasardai à l'extérieur.
J'ai vu le que printemps était arrivé,
Et l'hiver était envolé.


Timothy et Marian


~-Russian-~

Зима снова

Горького воздуха укусы мое лицо
И я могу видеть мое дыхание;
Осталось только птиц зимой,
Другие летали Юг.

Цветы остаются спит,
Как арктические ветры ярости.
Только зеленые деревья
Это те могучие ели.

Снег и лед
Дождь на сады.
Осенние оттенки ушли,
Зима взяла на себя инициативу.

Зима-это такая радость,
Когда снежинки поцеловать ваши щеки;
И цепляются за ваши волосы, —
Ох как я люблю зимой!

Озеро замерзает в лед
И деревья наклонился в снегу.
Ночью волки воют на Луну
Жаловаться на холод.

Тишина и длинные темные месяцы,
И ждет весны до рассвета.
Медленно летнее удлиняет,
И воздух теплее.

Затем на один день,
Я решился снаружи.
Я увидел, что пришла весна,
И зимой улетел прочь.


*Тимоти и Мэриан

Cups
Of hot
Chocolate
To warm me up
From the bitter cold
While the snow keeps falling
Outside my Kitchen window
And the cat dozes on the hearth
While the flames crackle and keep me warm

*~Marian~

Nocturnal melodies of the Harp
Sing of Winter's Solstice
Pristine strings chime out
A harmony of sublime beauty
Song of snowdrops hidden in the snow
Song of dogwoods not yet in bloom
Song of snowflakes falling sweetly on my cheeks
Song of footprints in the blanket of snow
Song of firs and pines swaying in the Winter wind
Song of tears being shed at it's beauty
Sung from the sweetest of Harps
O, how I love the Harp
And it's angelic beauty
Which makes me cry
'Tis a song of
Winter Solstice
Played
Upon
The
Harp
Of
Beauty

*~Marian~

Part I
Crocuses sleep under the snow
And harps sing and weep happily of Winter
Tears ***** my cheeks because of the beauty
Of Winter's Prelude
Dogwoods haven't even begun to bud yet

*~Marian~

Snowflakes dance to the ground,
Silently--with no sound,
Winter waltzes hand in hand with Spring;
And thus the song it sings.

It sings of snowflakes,
It sings of the beauty creates,
That is the song it sings;
Of warmth and flowing springs.

Bubbling fountains,
And tall majestic mountains,
Are all frozen with the kiss of Frost;
It's old rocks and boulders covered in green moss.

Winter now dances hand in hand with time,
As it changes it's beauty sublime,
Back to Spring or Summer or even Fall;
Each season is special. . .I love them all!

*~Marian~

"Blow
out
your
candle
and make
a
wish"*

*~Marian~

I'm hoping all your wishes will come true
I hope your day will be perfection sweet
May you have lots of cake and ice-cream too
I'm hoping all your wishes will come true
For such a sweet and lovely Dad as you
I'm hoping lots of friends you'll make and meet
I'm hoping all your wishes will come true
I hope your day will be perfection sweet*

*~Marian~

I wish I had some puppies
And some more kitties!

*~Marian~

With her magical pen she will write
The most beautiful books I've ever heard
I want to treasure each and every write
And never alter any of her words
Because they're beautiful and so sweet
I love the poetic way she writes
Her pretty books without any defeat
And I treasure each and every write
I hope she knows I love her books best
Better than any book I've ever heard
The more I hear the more I long to rest
And fall asleep in her pretty words
Please keep writing, my dearest sweetest Mom
Please keep writing, my dearest sweetest Mom

*~Marian~

Sunrays are slanting through the trees
While the sweet tiny bluebells sway
In sweet summertime's blowing breeze
Sunrays are slanting through the trees
While the sweet tiny bluebells sway
In the warmth of the tender day
Sunrays are slanting through the trees
While the sweet tiny bluebells sway

*~Marian~

What is wrong with me?
Why is it I write so much,
All now in one day?

**~Marian~

It is so hard to believe
That you are mine
Silver twitching tail
Graceful manners
Golden eyes with a ring
Of emerald around your pupils
You are mine and it so very hard
To believe that you are truly mine
I love you so much, sweetie
Your loud, rumbling purr
Soft, yet high-pitched
Pleading meows
Beckoning me to
Come out of my
Parent's bedroom
And spend some time
With you, my dear girl
It is so hard to stop being
Right by your side or
Cuddled up with you
Or better yet to have you
Sitting on my belly
Or on my lap
I love you, Lady Jane
And I shall never ever stop
Loving you with all my heart
Whispers soft and sweet
"You're my best kitty friend"

*~Marian~

Timothy (my dad), Hilda (my mom),
Weasel, & Sally A Bayan

*~Marian~