Every morning starts a good day
with love on its way,
the beautiful light that shines on high
back everything so nice.
makes my heart sing with joy,
looking out my window bay
Seeing the birds flying over the pond
owls hooting away
sing up a love song on the lawn.
what's left of the night you can find
at the beautiful pond,
The moon seating on a hilltop is so near
the pond with its reflection glimmering on.
The black waterfalls sing's it's a sad song
Pouring rain where lovers use to play,
As the sun appears trailing through the clouds,
of its beautiful pink and green wool,
igniting the fields.
Turning the ponds to plates of fire
with some much to desire,
I went for a walk in mid Spring
I carried a bag with a pen clipped into the netting
and my little notebook and a wider
one for long lines.
I thought about the late March wind's
Then I looked all around,
Then I started to write about my life setting by
the beautiful pond crickets of sweet meadows.
Talking to Jehovah my God;
with doves flying on high swooping about
Looking around seeing the creatures therein
the dark flickering,
you can make out one by one
as the light lifts great blue herons.
Wood ducks shaking their shimmering crests
and knee-deep in the purple shallows
I must write and draw this down to show the
World what I have found.
A deer drinking water from the pond,
The silver water crushes like silk,
And the sky full of stars, and a moon with
So much love that shines on us.
The night will make your heart sing
As I look all around me,
I can see Jehovah's love that he has given
our eyes to see the gift he made for us heaven above.

- Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery