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The sun will shine again.
You will stroll with a friend.
Colorful flowers will take bloom.
Normality will be back soon.
FLOWERS WILL BLOOM
flowers
A WINDOW
A window to the world.
A window to beauty.
Snow-capped mountains.
Swan-filled lakes.
The pounding waves of the ocean.
Fields of flowers.
Adventure.
Romance.
Mystery.
Open your mind
to the possibilities.
Wake your senses.
Can you feel the sea breeze?
Can you smell the flowers?
Can you hear the seagulls’ cries?
Can you taste the salty air?
I can.
A NEW BEGINNING
A NEW BEGINNING
The rain hits the puddles
in a staccato rhythm.
A mesmerizing sound.
Tree branches hang low,
weighed heavy with water.
Flowers lift shiny faces
for their morning washing.
The cold, crisp rain
refreshes and renews.
The clouds drip dry.
The sun returns
to brighten the day.
The air smells clean.
A new day dawns.
A new beginning.
MY SECRET
MY SECRET
Sprinkle my path with pretty leaves & flowers.
I want to look at water & not towers.
Colors to brighten my day.
A place where birds come to play.
I walk to the end of the pier.
I gaze into the depths without fear.
I watch the fish swimming by,
Not monsters lurking nearby.
Allow time to pass slowly and be savored.
Whoever comes this way will be favored.
I think it’s only prudent and fair
To share my secret with those who care.
PARADISE IS CALLING MY NAME
How would paradise
appear to you?
A house standing in calm water.
The scent of flowers in the air.
People strolling the clean streets.
No need to hurry.
Warm breezes.
Sun shining.
Birds chirping.
Perfect.
SHINE IN THE NIGHT
The night grows heavy.
It grows dark.
We look to the moon.
To bask in its glow.
A halo of blue.
Falls to earth.
Blue against orange.
To shine into the night.
THE LIGHT
Take me to the bright light that shimmers
in the far reaches of the forest.
I lay my head on a thick bed of grass.
A blanket of flowers for my cover.
Sleeps takes me away from here
to a place where there’s no fear.
I fly above the branches
and gaze at my sleeping form.
Contentment relaxes my face.
My eyelids flicker in my dream.
Too soon it will be night,
bringing the dark and cold.
I must return tomorrow
to see how my dream unfolds.
