Photo by Tatiana Syrikova on Pexels.com The sun rose that Saturday morning, Blue birds chirp a song of life and passion The bees buzzing brought on anticipation As they landed on unsuspecting flowers in full bloom The colors of red, violet, turquoise and fuschia are vivid They speak to me like the grasshoppers rubbing their … Continue reading Bike Ride
What is poetry to me? It is love And everything in-between Whether it is two heart forever intertwined Or a neck colliding with a bee sting It equates to so much But at the same time it feels like nothing It unravels me like a rope With dangling cords It's flies high like eagles It … Continue reading Sounds Like Love
Photo by Yan Krukau on Pexels.com Today, I saw a toddler sitting on his father's shoulders. It touched my heart to see the glee and the excitement in his eyes. It reminded me of my Dad and the wonderful moments we shared. Fathers are so important. I don't think western society gives them the love … Continue reading On My Father’s Shoulders
Photo by Isom Jacobs You fly on an easy breeze. Slow motion wings moving with peace. Your presence makes the moment lovely for me. Landing on leaves and grass like happiness flowing to a better place. Come near me... so I can feel the hum of your day going by slowly. No need to rush. … Continue reading Simple Beauty
Photo by Tejas Prajapati on Pexels.com The world stands ready and willing to judge those who never knew better. Waiting on their downfall, neglecting the possibility of their rise. Hoping for disappointment viewed through their judgement eyes. But they have no heaven or hell to put the condemned in. So don't worry about the changing … Continue reading Wind Walker
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