Wild Flowers
She’s like a field of wildflowers, beautiful, untamed.
Beneath the veil of snow, I know she still remains.
She’s like the sun, rays of warmth and loving.
Waiting patiently, to be washed clean by spring rains.
My heart
Within us there is a sky unseen.
Where a young spirit seeks to know.
The voice he begins to hear each day,
As His passion for life now grows.
Anticipate
Spring appears in whispers
and hushed tones,
as the bellowing winter bows away.
Drowsy flowers come to attention,
waking from their sleep- yawning;
with heads turned upward towards the sun-
I watch with anticipation.
Sisters
My sister, You’ve always been a guiding light As I’ve experienced The ups and downs of life You’ve been a source of strength When I couldn’t find my own And when I felt lost You reminded me, as long as there is you I will never be alone. You always have a patient heart And…