End year’s dusk, new year’s dawn,
Lessons learned, new possibilities,
Gratitude fills the last page, anticipation pens the first,
Farewell old year, welcome new year.
The Gift
I woke—what a gift, this breath, this day,
The light, the dark, all come to stay.
Each moment, a thread in a tapestry spun,
Of sorrow and joy, of many and one.
Grief taught me how another might ache,
And in that knowing, a bond can wake.
For pain is a door, and love is the key—
......
Walking into the garden
with my third eye open
Destined for all the dirt
that will seep in
between my toes
To watch every sunrise
and every sunset
surrounded by vivacious greenery
......
Amid the vestiges of indigo nocturne,
The sky reverberates with anticipation.
The gradual rhythm of light
Breathes order and motion
Under the receding cloak
Of the once reigning night.
A solar sliver slips:
Belly to the horizon,
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End year’s dusk, new year’s dawn,
Lessons learned, new possibilities,
Gratitude fills the last page, anticipation pens the first,
Farewell old year, welcome new year.
The Gift
I woke—what a gift, this breath, this day,
The light, the dark, all come to stay.
Each moment, a thread in a tapestry spun,
Of sorrow and joy, of many and one.
Grief taught me how another might ache,
And in that knowing, a bond can wake.
For pain is a door, and love is the key—
......
(In loving memory from her children left behind)
When you were needed, you were always there,
Doing tender things that revealed your care.
Love you displayed in many other ways;
Mother - our earthly saint of yesterdays.
Your compliments, sometimes overstated,
Pleased us no end - are still appreciated.
Warmhearted smiles with eyes aglow;
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Those steep stairs
I walk alone
thought I'd slip
sure I'd trip
come tumbling down
you held tight though
never let me go.
My path to walk
cycles of hell
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