Longing

Tell the birds to stop their singing.

Tell the butterflies to go away.

Tell the bells to stop their ringing

Tell the colors to turn to gray.

Have the clocks to stop their ticking.

Have the children stop their play.

Have the harpist stop her picking.

Have the moon to go away.

Stop the river from its flowing.

Stop the stars and crystal sky.

Stop the breezes from their blowing.

Stop all wonders by and by.

Count the minutes I am mourning.

Count the tear drops from my eyes.

Count the depth of this fore longing.

Count the anguish where it lies.

Please the minstrel to stop playing.

Please the singers to go away.

Please the dancers stop their dancing

Please the pain to stop I pray.

All if this because I miss you.

Have you ever?

Have you ever known sincerity?

Have you ever known this calm?

Have you ever held a thing of rarity?

Have you ever sung this psalm?

Have you ever danced this dance of joy?”

Have you ever played this tune so rare?”

Have you ever returned to a children’s toy”

Have you ever played without a care?”

Have you ever seen the mocking bird?”

Have you ever known its laughing tease?”

Have you ever heard that loving word?”

Have you ever been so pleased?”

I have for in your eyes is truth’

and you say you love me.

This Single Woman

I see truth in her eyes through which I can see her soul

Long serving

Hides her pain

Clings to hope

Beams with grace

Gives her most

Cries alone

Wants to share

Longs to understand

Feels forlorn

Prays to God

Sustains with faith

Dulls her pain with drink

She waits and hopes

She dreams of that one shoulder to cry on;

That one who understands.

Loves Rare Scene

Morning broke and for a moment the sun shone through a sever in the clouds;

Nestled in a cabin in the forest, in the wood, we are far from cares and concerns.

The sever closes and the red gleam of the sun dims as more soft clouds envelope us.

You come to me with warm drink and pastry as an ever so gentle rain begins.

It is warm yet cool because of the rain, this lovely soft rain that soothes the mind.

And, then the music begins, that lovely cherished sound that is only your voice.

It is the voice of my love, my darling one that so graces me with her presence and love.

At times I fear the loss of my own soul if she should be gone.

And then you take me with your cunning and comfort, body to body beyond measure.

Nature in the midst of nature and you love me beyond measure, body to body and body to soul. The animals watched with no concern as if to learn from this rare scene.

And the lovely rain came down and ecstasy was known.

I do so love you.

Think Lovely

Think Lovely;

pink roses, humming birds, autumn colors and rainbows.

Think Joy;

laughing children, kind smiles, sweet hello’s and lovers.

Think comfort;

downy beds, cool in summer, warm in winter and hugs.

Think beautiful;

mountain streams, golden sunsets, the fairest of maidens and you.