It was snowing
The flakes were large and fragile
They looked like Queen Anne’s lace
The trees were covered with a white blanket
It created a canopy
The air was crisp and cool

Canopy of white

In the distance was a cabin
It had been there for years
It was made out of wood
Handmade by the owner
Snow was piling up on the roof

Canopy of white

Inside a fire was burning to combat the cold
Smoke was rising gently from the chimney
A kettle was on the stove to make tea
It was a good night for it
A dog was sleeping by the fireplace comforted by the warmth

Canopy of white

Outside the snow continued to fall
Creating a postcard view
Not a sound could be heard on this peaceful night

Canopy of whit

We all have a destiny, a path to follow in our lives

Faith

If we are quiet, and pay attention, we will know what to do when, and where

Faith

The path is lit with a very special light to help guide us on our way

Faith

It was quiet and still
A couple of birds flew through the air in the distance
The silence was deafening

Sunset

The trees laid out a dark rich green carpet underneath the trees
The color was luxurious

Sunset

The sky was a pale blue grey with pillows of clouds scattered across They broke up the sky with their placement and streaks

Sunset

The sky was also highlighted by light which created a shadow like effect similar to a renaissance painting

Sunset

As I looked at the clouds, they became brighter, and started to turn to a light pink

The longer I looked the deeper the color became

Sunset Mother Nature’s jewel

It is wintertime.

You are in the forest.
There are pine trees and other trees around.

There are some snow and pine cones scattered on the ground. A light covering.

It is gently snowing large sized flakes very slowly.

As you stand in the forest -- there are no sounds except a few birds in the trees.

It is so quiet you can almost hear the snow fall.

It takes your breath away.

The scent of her perfume permeated the room
Her room
It was decorated in muted rose colors

The perfume had a scent like delicate flowers
It was unforgettable
A bottle of it sat on her dresser
It had a unique look to it
Classic and sophisticated
It was a gift from her husband
She always wore it
It was her perfume
Chanel No 5

Now when I think about it I can almost smell it again
That unforgettable scent
That was part of who she was
It helped define her

Nowadays if I see the perfume in stores or get a whiff of it
I always remember memories of her

They are both sweet and bittersweet

When you look at me

What do you see?

Do you see me as I am or how you wish I were?

When you look at me

Can you see the depths of my soul?

When you look at me

Do you see my heart aching for you ?

When you look at me

Do you see how perfect you are to me in my eyes?

When you look at me
What do you see ?

Do you see all of me?
As I see all of you

I’ve got the sleepy time blues
I am drawn to sleep and dream land

My body fights waking up
Preferring to rest in bed
The blues are dragging me down
Like a hypnotic drug

Craving for the warmth of blankets and the comfort of bed
Sleep has control over me
It won’t let go

My muscles don’t want to move
My mind is quiet
Thinking is hard
Muddled thoughts

When will sleep let me go today and set me free ?