G is for generosity, giving from a large heart to those in need.
R reminds me of her radiance, running throughout her smile of insouciance...
And A takes me to the earlier days of her being so animated
that N then becomes, naturally, the necessity to remember her this way.
Now dining with the divine, D reminds me of her dying
but M marks my memories with her mindful magnificence.
And for this, another A because she's just that amazing,
that her absence -although now abundant- is always
alight with her angelic life.

A poem a day may not keep the doctor away, but it may keep the Psychiatrist at bay

Sleep child, rest your eyes
Ill carry you in your dreams
Like a
~~~~~~~~~Cloud~~~~~~~~~~
You will float
Feet never touching ground
~U
        ~p
                ~S
                   ­   ~t
                            ~a
                        ­            ~i
                                           ~r
                                                  ~s
You did float, in sweet slumber you rest,
I put your delicate Head upon a pillow
A cloud for your dreams to rest,
I tuck you in,
Kiss you gently upon your head,  
You smile,
And snuggle up
Sweet dreams my child
Good dreams as you rest.

An angel feather
Tickles a babies feet
Smiles,
Joy,
&
Laughter,
Heard in the heavens
A new fairy is born
The laughter seeds the *winds.

I bit into an
Apple that was very sweet
A bee stung my mouth.

{ Weasel }