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Details | Free verse | |

A Beautiful Reverie

Here I lie beside you
My heart goes thump.thump.thump.
My soul dances inside you
Reveling in the texture of your own.
Electric and flowing 
The currents of our love
Glow like neon lights
Illuminating the hope in my eyes.
Though we're not moving
I feel so incredibly alive
Invincible to my past
Untouchable by all who lack
That gentle touch of when 
You lean in and brush my face
Your lips grazing my skin
Softer than a butterfly.
And then you gaze into my eyes
I fall into your depths 
Twirling like the autumn leaves
Melting into your smile 
Your soul reminiscent of summer.
You pull me into your arms 
And for a moment I'm lost 
Breathless and in awe
Staring in the face of pure exquisite love 
And there you are - holding it 
Glowing in the moonlight of my stare.
My heart beats - its drum pounding away
Echoing a song thats lost its words
I touch your cheek and smile
My hands cant stay away
My lips s l o w l y, draw near yours
Hovering, and then - 
Part, a soft warmth against them.
My eye lids pulling shut
Dragging me into a silent heaven
I pull away - and what seemed millennia
Lasted only a moment, a second in time
But this is our love
This is what you do to me
You make me invincible and fragile
Lost forever in a beautiful reverie.

Copyright © Jay Loveless

Details | Haiku | |

Birth of a butterfly

I struggle and strive
I pump persevering flow  
I knew I could fly

© Brenda V Northeast 18th may 2012
For Gail Doyles- Inspirational contest

Copyright © Brenda Victoria Northeast

Details | Personification | |

Puzzle Piece

A puzzle piece you are to me 
Like a vine without any leaves. 
Your heart is pure your soul is 
Gold, the sweetest thing I'll 
ever hold! A miracle in my eyes 
it seemed, knowing they said 
no babies for me! Always a 
surprise you seem to be just 
like a puzzle piece! At 9 months 
you walked but not until 4 did 
you first talk! Always a terror 
making a beautiful mess always 
a surprise that has yet to be 
met! The twists and turns I 
know we will see will seem 
somewhat like a roller coaster 
to me! The milestones and 
special gifts you bring will make 
my life seem Like a dream, my 
special boy I have always said 
How special I knew not till 
Aspergers they said! The 
journey will be trying the 
journey will seem long! But 
with our family together we will 
chug along! My special boy I 
love you so and cannot wait to 
see you mature and grow! Now 
we have a goal we have our 
dream you see to make you the 
perfect fitting puzzle piece!! 

Written by: Christina Kirks 
McCullouch 04/05/2012 For 
Jonathan S McCullouch Jr 
Mommy loves you to eternity 
and beyond! Forever and 

Copyright © Christina McCullouch

Details | Verse | |


Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even survive .The snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of spring. A few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up .
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowers. I wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves.  Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttons. They did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday. 
as they were called WEEDS ..
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water .

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB

Copyright © kj force

Details | Lyric | |

In Memory

She lay upon her bed of pain;
The chrysalis grew dull and gray;
The colors which we knew as her
Were fading fast, so fast, away;
But, underneath the fragile clay,
We saw new colors burning through
Of soul triumphant in its flight
Approaching Glory's avenue.
It seemed we heart her spirit groan,
Her frail flesh tremble 'neath the weight
Of wings fast-pulsing with new life
And yearning for the Infinite.

She's free! Her dewy wings soft-dried
By hovering angel's gentle breath
Have lifted once, now twice they stir
And find the air: can this be death?

© 1987, Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson

Details | Free verse | |

Return Of Your King

Reflections of imperfections have shown me a way that I can move mountains through my power of faith even though I can't see him I know he is real through the power of prayer and a Love that I feel It's growing inside me like a flower in bloom shall I reveal my powers or is it too soon I am reading the signs through my darkness I find a reason for belief in the light of mankind that I know shall overcome the greatest of odds the Love I seek amazes me especially through the flaws because now I am inspired through the hero's that bring my throne through the darkness on which I return on as your King.

Copyright © Bj Fard

Details | Light Poetry | |


I once was like a catipiller young,naive,and new
Always living from my heart not knowing what
else to do.Easy to take advantage of, that is 
just the case, people would walk over me
like I was their dirty used up suitcase.
Now I feel a newness coming, like a light
shining from the sky, colors fill my world
and I know I am blooming into a butterfly.
Purple,Pink, Blue and Green I can feel them
flowing through. Colors of the rainbow raising
me into full bloom. Wise and strong I am becoming
My faith leads me where I need to go giving me
insight and wiseness for only me to know.
I have not  done this on my own you see
I have been guided by God and Angels
on this Earth. Wise words the wisdom at
it's best comes from a wise lady who
seems to know me best. Lucky, I am 
to have her in my life, she always shoots
it straight and tells me like it is, knowing
her words touch my heart and gives me tons of faith..
I feel like flying through the sky or climbing 
a tree way up high. I feel like observing the 
world just like a brand new butterfly so as I
Bloom I become Anew something unlike the past
Smart and wise beautiful on the inside and outside 
 a touch of color here a touch of color there
makes me glow and become a beautiful blooming butterfly...

Written By: Christina A McCullouch 

Copyright © Christina McCullouch

Details | Dramatic Verse | |


Running through the universe,
Looking for the light,
I found a broken rainbow,
Crying in the night.

I tried to glue it back again,
Fix it's bleeding heart,
But the circle had been broken,
Before it's song could start.

The push and pull of meaning,
Are tugging at my sleeve,
The million colours dancing,
In the cloth the weaver weaves.

Are burning in the darkness,
Burning in the night,
As the rainbow goes on crying,
Sinking out of sight.

And now I'm crying loneliness,
Crying on my knees,
The butterflies of emptiness,
Are dancing in the breeze.

Running through the universe,
Looking for your face,
I come back to the start again,
To find my  tail I chase.

I know I've found my destiny,
I know that it is true,
The beginning and the end of it,
Is where we'll all meet you.

more at

Copyright © ness tillson

Details | Free verse | |

Believe In Yourself -Butterfly Suit

~Believe In Yourself~ (Butterfly Suit) Set new goals for you Believe dreams too Best to come Have faith And hope Be strong Don't give up Live confident Thru life love laugh dance. Life is just too short Sometime distort But live it With grace And faith Review Keep balance Do best you can Listen God with heart. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2012
May.08.2015 Footnotes: The " Butterfly poem" is a style created by Michael Degenhardt.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter

Details | Epic | |

Betch Please, Really

I simply love being me for I am so good at everything step into my city and they will tell you who is King one day when I am hungry I will swallow everything then and only then shall I inherit the stuff I dream even then I promise not to settle for satisfaction at any instant half a second I could spring into full action so go against me? please, you do not even measure up to half of the goodness that I hold tight like my treasure still spreading rumors about me to try and destroy my life can't believe I let myself get beat by a stripper and my self-intended knife try and say I'm gay even though we both know that isn't the truth just ask any woman I been with if they ever needed proof they'll say I was the cream of the crop as they took it all night knowing I just may never stop I own the status of a legend now what you got left to say when I bring it twenty-four seven?

Copyright © Bj Fard

Details | Elegy | |

Butterfly Spirits

When you walk outside into the open air
When you look around at all the beauty everywhere
Think of butterflies fluttering all around
Filling the atmosphere from the sky to the ground
When you feel the wind across your face
Remember my love is all over the place
When you see one lone butterfly fluttering by with such beauty and grace
Think of me and the last time you saw a smile on my face
Remember the joy we shared in our lifetime together
The bond we shared was the most precious treasure
You are blessed with memories of our years on earth
Just as God blessed me on the day of your birth
I have moved on to a glorious place
But daily I am still blessed with your loving face
When you see a butterfly, think of me
That is my spirit flying high and free
I watch over you my dear loved ones, each day and night
I am so proud of your choices to live your life right
My love for all of you will continue to flow
I miss throwing my arms around you more than you know
I am flying with Angels in the Heaven’s above
We watch over you always and send down our love
Look for the butterflies with colors so bright
For they host the spirits of loved ones now out of sight
You must keep your chin up and take care of yourself
But remember God sends His Angels to sometimes help
When you least expect it, at a time of great need
That’s when an Angel appears to do a good deed
Keep your eyes open and be prepared
Great blessings will be upon you when you’re least aware
Watch for the butterflies as they flutter around
They will soon appear in your life when they are less likely to be found
My heart is with you as I watch from afar
Angels walk with you wherever you are
Trust in my word and know that many blessings are upon you
For God has sent Angels who will help you through 
Hold memories close and cherish those in your life with love
Trust in my word and in the Lord above

Copyright © 2003   Shari E Davis

Copyright © Shari Davis

Details | Carpe Diem | |


If its money I got its money ill keep. If its money I have its money ill weep. If its love that I give its love ill receive. For I am but no one who just see's beneath. Some say your only as strong as you feel, but how could we a place that's so unreal. People are hearing but..not really hearing. Why is the world so blind. I keep on screaming and screaming and screaming for things to be revolutionized. I am just a small song in a world full of cries, laughter, tears and french-fries.

Copyright © Sam Ruby

Details | Couplet | |


It is time to wake up and be truthful to ourselves.
We are just a dream lacking butterfly wings.

It times to strive for more.
The floor has no ceiling.

Our dynasty will form.
Our destiny is ours.

The monarch must rule.
We are the colors that soar.

We are North America.
We are the people that were discovered.

This is our time to thrive.
We have survive through atrocities.

We reside in our given places.
We are the faces of tribes.

Those that hate us are not within this world.
We are of a greater determination and of God.

The spirits of our people are our sacred grounds.
To thread across, is uncouth and unsound.

We will stand up for our rights.
We will fight for our way of life.

We are the voices of Chiefs.
We are the Tribes.

Copyright © Verlena S. Walker

Details | Rhyme | |

The Trapped Butterfly

Sitting in my room, watching a butterfly at my window.
It’s trapped inside and that it knows.
So it flutters around aimlessly tryna get out.
It vainly keeps on trying without a doubt.

But little does it know, it’s not really trapped.
For there are many ways out, if  it had a map.
The air holes in wall or my open door.
But it stays at my window hoping for sure.

I watched this butterfly struggle up and down not giving up
Hoping somehow for the window to simply corrupt.
No one to help it, no one to guide
All alone in its own ride.

It will die for sure, shud it stay in the same place.
And it will slowly give up this dreadful race.
No food, or water, not even a friend,
For this butterfly, it now seemed like the end.

Isn’t this a lesson we can all learn.
We stay stuck in the same place thinking there’s no other turn.
We give up easily losing all hope.
Thinking of ending it with sum pills or a rope.

And little do we realize that this is not really the end.
There’s many ways out, on this we can depend. 
To live your life the way you want to do. 
To have hope again and start anew.

There are people called Angels sent from above.
To guide n protect us n give us love.
To give us direction n help us through it all.
And be there to pick us up again shud we fall…

So I opened my window and showed the butterfly out.
“I’m free at last”  I could almost hear it shout.
Moving up and down ecstatically thanking me as it fluttered away.
Tomorrow it can start over again, for it lives to see another day.

Copyright © Sasha Maharaj

Details | Free verse | |

Home By Dawn

My battery fully charged the week is brand new all the lost loved ones are telling me thank you for bringing them to life in my memory yesterday now I am ready to win in any way and nothing can hold me back from my dreams people are staring in utter disbelief they think the devil has contracted my life little do they know I took the path to the right and now I am reaping the rewards in my struggle so much so that now I've reduced my enemies to rubble and now I am standing on the power of my own alive in the jungle of my mind, my kingdom, I'm home to see the new dawn and for all those now gone I will always remember you and your spirit will live on.

Copyright © Bj Fard

Details | Free verse | |


The darkness of light impossible to see the pain and the lies always damaging you reach and get burned not understanding this is my disease nature of the beast Suddenly my light is taken away my darkness was revealed taking me as slave when all I ever wanted was for someone to say please stop, for me or enter an early grave Now face to face with all of my demons how can I fight them if I don't want to beat them until the reason arrives, then I shine a little at first but that small thing, is mine The den of ten thieves come up with a plan a whole set of new lies that every single man cannot resist believing it's seeming to be that a horrific ending is just what I need Then all of the sudden my small shine swallows time and with that virtue my face comes to life I would never hurt you please, know this to be yet no one believes me this curse grows like a tree I hate my helpless fate why can't I make a new life for me that no one can take why can't I escape a prison not for me for years I accept this tired sense of defeat The small shine barely intact, inside until Saint Anger starts to burn me, alive I find I'm set off by my wrong, senseless self until I am talking to no one, in Hell So I pick up my pen power to create a new world for me where I design my escape in my invisible state the Devil don't notice that one of his children is no longer hopeless I stop all my madness by power of pen for years my sword drew nothing but sin the yin and the yang both helped me to find that I'm no longer afflicted when darkness lights my bright shine.

Copyright © Bj Fard

Details | Light Poetry | |

Gently You Speak

Gently You Speak
You speak so gently inside my heart
So quiet and still, I hope we don't depart
So gently you speak
So quiet but deep
You speak so gently
Deep down in my heart
Please help me hear
Your words so sweet
Please Jesus speak
So gently in my heart.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
All poems are copyright!

Copyright © Betty Bolden

Details | Verse | |

Deep in the Woods

Deep in the woods,

the branches dance in the wind,

wild and free,

Spreading their fragrance for

you and me.

Wild flowers sway,

as the wind try's picking them up,

Their roots planted firmly,

as they flow from side to side,

showing us all their glory,

and our makers touch inside,

shadows follow as they calmly go slow,

Deep in the woods,

time is well known,

as night takes hold,

until the morning,

when light takes control.

Written by:©Betty Bolden

Copyright © Betty Bolden

Details | Ballad | |

Heart In Hand

this earth
all your
starry night
radiant moon
walk out along the street
a cosmic symphony
your hand
holding mine
we walk and talk
passing hidden woods
making prints
in ocean sand
trembling heart
hold on tight
feeling universe
heart to heart
hand in hand

Copyright © anita sharma

Details | Rhyme | |


I long to write metaphors in shades mosaic 
Paint the peace that denies within 
In my mind harness liquid essence poetic
This conscience which now dances amidst a violent wind

I wish to empathize with the Monarch butterfly 
Landing quite inquisitive upon my limb 
Like it, withdraw from never asking why
Just to discover who I really am

Journey off from bustle to secret places
Where city sounds whisper so very dim
And words fall out of clouds picturesque 
It’s here; I know I can easily talk to Him

Form my thoughts, offer praising supplication
Let sail my soul upon His waters placid
Bringing back to life meanings of lost versification
Then my pen writes what afore could not be answered

And soon my pages fill as glaciers fall into warmer oceans
Overflow like the rivers do in rainstorms advent
Revealing purpose through myriad sacred revelations
Heaven’s door opens and I step through in… 
At peace evermore, I am

Copyright © Michael Smith

Details | Alliteration | |

Wings of Reincarnation

Simple growth with care and passion
Passion fluttering heart beat that lifts
Movement in the soul so pure
Pure as the choices of colors in nature
Natural as the sun that goes down
Moon so bright that it shines all night
Night is shaded with longing 
Longing out wards from the being 
Being that sprouts from the inside
Outward a physical sight
Form of hearts that embraces light
Lift Lift the wind under 
Swoosh a movement that has time
Time that never stays still
Moving forward with no leaps
The strength with heart beat to beat
Simple movement that is
Upward downward the beat of heart
Faster faster its pushing through
Colorful full of beginning and life

Copyright © Reynaldo Mast

Details | Free verse | |


When you come to christ.
Your transformed like a butterfly.
Your changed.
And Your beautiful like a butterfly.
You can fly.
You can be free,
Knowing that you
Wont damned to your sin.
Cause the blood of christ
Saved you.

The colors of a butterfly
Is like the crimson sky,
That colors the wold 
With it's beauty.  

Copyright © Angel Hale

Details | Free verse | |

I Come With Love

Dead sores and bruised toes
Up and down the silent shores
Cuts deep, drilled by poisonous foes
In and out of dungeons and dangerous holes

Skeletal thin; hardly covered with skin
Shallow faced and hollowed cheeks up my chin
Been traveling in deserts violent and mean
Sad nights, weirdly pitch black and dim

Up, through and under misty mountains void of life
Stumbling and falling I walked on in the dearth of light
Now torn garments and a skeletal shadow braces my sight
Startling and bearing witness to the consequences of my fight

With bruised toes and sores thus I come
With deep cuts drilled by foes, I arrive home
Past misty mountains, through, up and above
I stoutly come home with love

Copyright © Dash Black

Details | Light Poetry | |

Still Of The Night

Here bathed under the flourescent light I sat alone....
Fingers moving rapidly to punch out these words...
Eyes focussed on the tiny panel of lighted words...
While outside, a carcophony of sounds from insects...

Here bathed under the flourescent light I sat alone..
Thoughts tumbling heads over heels in my head alone...
Phrases take form and pander to the thoughts that's mine..
As  I struggled to organise jumbled thoughts into line..

Here bathed under the flourescent light I sat alone...
The night gets cold amd how I wished I was not alone..
A kindred soul is who I seek, it matters not from where..
To share thoughts and feelings, here and elsewhere...

Here bathed under the flourescent light I sat alone...
Having doubts that I can continue life, single and all alone...
At work and in play, I  have scaled the  heights and the  lows..
But come nightfall,  who goes and who gets to stay I cannot say...


Details | Lyric | |


Spread out your wings
Come on, baby – it’s your time to fly today
Our misfortune stings
Pour forth your ecstasy – will it take away
Our despondency?

Bring me out of captivity…
Producing calamity…
I can’t reach for His light –  
I’m buried far below…
Midnight’s as dark as the cawing crow 
I CAN’T CLIMB…due to my lack of energy 
Fortify me by your might 

Spread out your wings
Wake up, darling…wake up to reality – 
Open up your window . . .
Our sundrenched spirits brings
Happiness to the hungry, arduous world 
His sincerity bestow
Miracles & eternal peace instead of 
remorse & catastrophe

Shield me with your radiance
Give me a taste of your jubilance…
Your voluptuous essence  
YOUR Pure, holy Sustenance… 
Not their truculence…
Their arrogance… Their reluctance… 
Their defiance… their unfeeling essence,
Evincing their callous hearts of stone
And crafting it, open to the public
Open to the world of woe

Spread out your wings 
Keep on believing, dearest – 
It’s not your time to die…
Your face is doused in dismay
Your melody still rings
In my ears… sticking to me like a broken record...
Will it shed a tune of delight today? 
Is it a cure to our tragedy? 

Drag me out of captivity… 
I’m sick of all of this cruelty…
I’ve fallen into a pit of obscurity– 
GIVE ME a taste of your effulgence
I’m unchained from my captivity…
Am I surely free? Where shall I flee? 
 Daylight’s as bright as the dove, fluttering gaily 
I’m incapable of flight…due to my lack of wings

Strengthen me throughout my plight! ~  ~  ~ 
  How did you make my high spirits soar upright? ~  ~  ~

Copyright © J. W. Earnings

Details | Free verse | |

The Perfect Metamorphosis

The Perfect Metamorphosis

Tucked away gently inside a cocoon
Lies the ugliest of creatures
A creepy caterpillar
His antennae erect
And his pincers gesticulating
Pondering what a gruesome existence he shall have
What of this caterpillar you must ask
What’s the big deal if he stays in or comes out
For what does his existence really have to do with me
He sits alone in his cocoon
Awaiting patiently

Alas he comes!
Breaking thru life’s shell
Alas he comes!
Unlike any other
Unimaginable beauty
Unimaginable joy
The star of the show at the end of a twig

Come fly away with me now
Whispers his Creator
Come fly away now to gentle resting meadows
I created you for my purpose and now I want to enjoy you
I created you for my purpose so go take off purposefully
Go fly away now!

Gwendolen Rix

Ecclesiastes 3:1-2
There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event 
under heaven--A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a 
time to uproot what is planted.…

Copyright © Gwendolen Rix

Details | Free verse | |

Believe In Yourself - The Butterfly

~Believe In Yourself~ (Butterfly) Set new goals for you Believe it too Best to come Have faith And hope Be strong Don't give up Live with confidence Thru life love laugh dance Believe in yourself Just keep your faith Hopes and dreams Love with All heart And soul Be strong and Never give up Just believe in you! Life is just too short Sometime distort But live it With grace Review Keep balance Do best you can Listen God with heart. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015
September.27.2015 Authors notes: The "Butterfly" is a poetry style or form created by Michael Degenhardt.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter

Details | Free verse | |

Ecliptic Silence

Hopeful but its so mundane
Filling the hollowness with more empty pleasure
But it takes my hand and and walks me through this withering decay
Into the ecliptic silence, 
Self medicated diluted dreams
A mixture of over stimulation and desensitizing me 
Somewhere between ominous and beautiful
Letting the darkness consume my conscious brain
Until the sun can realign and pulls me back into this day
To overcome this strange numbness 
Of self inflicted shadowing
Butterflies once warmed me up inside until I pulled off all their wings
Holding memories I cant forget while praying to a God who has forgot
But we are only allowed to keep the things that we have already lost
Sometimes living is not enough without sovereignty 
As these flightless insects crawl back inside 
Then perhaps through their death life would be more satisfied
Finger deep I draw a line then stand to face a blackened sky
I reevaluate Your presence now without You Lord then where am I 
Because this is me You were my light, subsequently my faith has died
Somewhere below the surface of this shifting unstable world of mine

Copyright © Jesse James Forster

Details | Free verse | |

Nature's Treasures

Nature's Treasures

A fleeting monarch butterfly greets me on my walk,
Fluttering about, the exquisite orange and black colour,
The conversation subtle and delightful,
Landing on a branch of green leaves of a bush,
I continue and i am blessed with a beautiful blue jay,
The white and blue wings spread like a fan,
When the blue jay reaches his destination,
A tall green spruce tree with brush like branches,
Perches there almost hidden,
I reach the crystal clear lake,
The mallard ducks glide across the water,
They swim in schools,
Learning how to swim in different directions,
You can see the streams of ripples,
The tall statuesque geese,
Standing by the lake simply there,
Sometimes their feathers molt.
And are strewn on the green grass,
Wildflowers  grow by the lake, purple in colour,
The very detailed and intricate queen anne's lace,
Waterlilies greet the afternoon,
They have a starlike apppearance,
Exisiting in pods, papal white and pink,
You can see fish swimming about in the water,
Perhaps a rainbow trout or gold fish,
A ray of sunlight reveals their presence,
Godly humans visiting on a sunday,
Picnic baskets and nature walks, their favorite pasttime,
My favorite place to think and reflect,
An aged grey picnic table, sitting on a hill,
Frogs sitting  on a floating old log by the lake,
Perhaps a green turtle climbs aboard,
The conversation area is silent,
Sunlight caresses the environment,
Nature's treasures with warmth and love,
A calm breeze refreshes humanity,
I know I am with God.

Author: Gwen Schutz

Copyright © Gwen von Erlach Schutz

Details | Free verse | |

simple things in life

The Simple things in life, not thought of very often, yet so rare,
The Simple Things in life, so overlooked, yet very important to us,
The Simple Things in life, such as a daisy, dandelions, bunnys, the sun,
The Simple Things in life, take time to see them, for soon they will be gone.. 

The Simple things in life, unplug, stop in your tracks, look above in the sky,
The Simple Things in life, tell me what you see, Do you feel the breeze on your face?
The Simple Things in life, let it take you away from the rat race of life, 
The Simple Things In life, walk barefoot in the sand, take in the healing grace.. 

The Simple Things in life, tomorrow isnt promised to anyone, live for the here and now,
The Simple Things in life, where we will be in the future, we do not yet know, 
The Simple Things in life, inhale deeply, close your eyes, say a little prayer,
The Simple Things in life, My friend Sarah, I have a special gift for you, 
The Simple Things in life, for you are my sparrow, my wind under my wings, 
The Simple Things in life, for I feel your smile, your love in your eyes, forever in my heart..

Copyright © Jennifer Donnay