24 February 2017

autumn and winter are almost days in the past
spring and summer are rapidly on their way
ah, my sweet friends, i already miss you
and await your return ~

06 May 2016

It's spring fever.
That is what the name of it is.
And when you've got it, you want - oh you
don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly
makes your heart ache, you want it so!
~Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer, Detective

01 February 2016

i am a winter's lady
through and through
i love and always will
the overcast days
the crisp wind that nips
and pulls at the sweaters
jackets and coats
cheeks turn rosy
and noses need handkerchiefs
hot chocolate and jammie days
books and books to read
snow flurries that manage to exist
in the south but fly away
too soon oh too soon
a time of dreaming
of planning
of cleaning out and
but mostly
a time of quiet
of solitude and peace
listening to the silence
and loving the cold night
burrowed under quilts
on a cloud that drifts
a time of waiting
for rebirth to begin

07 October 2015

i can get totally lost in a photo just wondering~
take the one from above, a Pinterest grab
it's misty and there's a creek naturally
there's woods and there's seasons
aren't the colors gorgeous.

who has passed through this covered bridge
it doesn't appear old, was it rebuilt
can one wade in the creek and walk
to where an homestead used it for water
the sounds made when you drive on the wooden boards.

where do the locals work
are their days as filled with peace as i feel now
how many are native to the area
and how many moved in looking for a slower pace
ah, life. you are wondrous and filled with mystery.

02 July 2015

"What no eye has seen, nor ear heard,
nor the human heart conceived,
what God has prepared
for those who love Him"
~ 1 Corinthians 2:9

{this just makes my heart sing
and I get soooo excited!)

29 April 2015

there are some that come into your life for a bit
some stay longer and some leave
some remain forever
some have no choice but to leave
and return when He feels it's time
i'm celebrating and thanking him today
for bringing a sweet piece of a scary part of my past
back into my life
my heart is smiling
and i know she'll be here for a long time
for she never left my heart

11 March 2015

and Spring arose on the garden fair
like the Spirit of Love everywhere
and each flower and herb on Earth's dark breast
rose from the dreams of it's wintry rest
~percy bysshe shelley

14 February 2015

Have I told you, Valentine,
That I'm all wrapped up in you?
My feelings for you bring to me
A joy I never knew.
You light up everything for me;
In my heart you shine;
Illuminating my whole life,
My darling Valentine.
I love you, Johan ~ 

04 December 2014

"I heard the bells on Christmas Day
their old, familiar carols play
And wild and sweet the words repeat
of peace on earth, goodwill to men"
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah, December, a sweet month of Winter~

28 August 2014

A Baby's Birthday ~

Yes, he's our baby
Our youngest grandchild
Our fourth grandson
And our last grandchild
Or so we've been told ~

Sweet child, first birthday
This week? First haircut
Soon, too soon,
it'll be his birthday again ~

Ah, the days they go quickly
Into years before months
Soon this sweet child
Will be two digits as his cousins ~

he'll always be our baby

05 June 2014

Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.

Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.

The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy’s inmost nook.

Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson

24 January 2014

little boys come with their dreams
their curious nature and love for dirt
they wrap our hearts with arms
that go from tiny to muscular
before we have time to say, wait!
while we are looking for the matching sock
they're daddies and then
they're pa's and poppa's and pawpaws
the circle of love and little boys