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My tiny gardening named “ Beverly” ever remains a restful place for me. I try to work it a little bit. I dig. I plant and then I sit. It’s where seeds seem dead, but spring to life producing beauty without much strive. A quiet place in space and time where growing things remains sublime.… Continue reading SpringTime Musings
“A little bird I am,Shut from the fields of air,And in my cage I sit and singTo Him who placed me there:Well pleased a prisoner to be,Because, my God, it pleases Thee! “Naught have I else to do;I sing the whole day long;And He whom most I love to pleaseDoth listen to my song,He caught and bound my wandering wing,But still He bends to hear me sing.” By Louisa May… Continue reading Fe’nix
I Called You Lilly When i first met youi could not hold your nameI always called you Lilythough i knew it was not the same As the weeks went bye’ your real namei finally could contain.Though when seeing youthose thoughts of Lily would always remain. The day i heard you had left usfor your home… Continue reading I Called You Lilly
Celebrating Our Life Together! 1977 to 2024 I told you long ago that I had a word that meant I Love You but it would take a lifetime to say. I am still trying to saying all of it. Trying to pronounce it correctly and will continue to do just that. HAPPY 47th ! It… Continue reading The Better 1/2
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the… Continue reading Favorite Poem
High Flight by John Gillespie Magee Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of EarthAnd danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirthOf sun-split clouds, – and done a hundred thingsYou have not dreamed of – wheeled and soared and swungHigh in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,I’ve chased the shouting… Continue reading Wish I was Up!