Eight years ago, the world gained a light,
With blonde hair shining and eyes ocean-blue,
A girl who is bubbly, courageous, and bright,
There's truly nobody quite like you.
You're smart and you're sassy, a whirlwind of fun,
Dancing to K-pop with rhythm and grace,
With the heart of a Hunter, the battle is won,
With a smile that can light up the loneliest place.
You've got Stitch for the mischief and Angel for love,
And Labubus tucked in your arms for a squeeze,
A mix of the sunshine and stars from above,
Moving through life with such laughter and ease.
So stay sweet and carefree, keep dreaming so big,
The world is your stage, and you're the star of the show.
From every small hop to each K-pop jig,
We're so proud to watch you continue to grow.
Happy 8th Birthday!
Jalyn
A flash of light like a bulb, came into sight
Shining outside my window, with a flash
The evolving view was bright and beautiful
I stood still and watched with happiness
The Goldfinch took flight, flapping to my heartbeat
Heidi Sands
4/26/25
(C)opyright
As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew
anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue
Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue
flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true
Pheromones fill the air as the males call the females to their abode
their abdomens linked tail-to-tail, and on the damsels' eggs the male seed are sowed
From thereon, dull caterpillars slowly transformed into exquisite beauties
then, to a new hope, many newborns flew, making gardens filled with cuties
She then whispered that before brightness, there was a very dark darkness~
so don’t give up on your life just because your present swims in starkness
"Learn from my life cycle," she further said, "beauties that once were can still be
so your belief in sunshine after this raging storm is paramount and key"
From then on, she became me, and I became her, and hope of a better tomorrow fills me
far from me, fear then fled—I face my problems with glee, from hopelessness my life is free
Dear Lord,
I need oil for my lamp;
Spark for my life;
and bright illumination round about!
Amen
The darkness becomes golden
with lusters now embolden.
The beauty from the lit flame
showed bright on the pretty frame.
The drips from the melted pool,
shines like a silver jewel.
The candelabras stood straight,
for the brightness they create.
The room then silently sang,
to dispel the shadowed gang.
That our light will ever shine,
its glow, the mirrors define.
It's just
how I look at the world
Whether I see color in rain,
feel strength in a storm,
or space to
quietly turn inward
It's just
what I look for in the world
Whether I scan the darkness
for hopeful light
and then grab
the outstretched hand
It's just
how I color the world,
what feeling I put first,
with which eye I look and
which sound
may resonate most strongly
And then it’s just
whether I open my heart,
hear what love is telling me,
let this permeate
my being,
listen to it sincerely
And if I then
allow my heart
to color
the world...
August brightness shows
Unique memories to catch,
Golden sandcastles built
Under the holidays euphoria.
Sweet when starts, sour when it ends~
Torch flame reaching its top splendor.
I can't be your joy
But I can be your brightness
For you to employ.
Did this bright new poem encourage me
to use my brand-new pen?
Or did this brand-new pen encourage me
to write a bright new poem?
Did seeing your bright smiling face
bring me so much joy?
Or did the sight of joy in my eyes
cause the bright smile in your face?
Oh, which way, which way?
(26 May 2003)
?rightness falls on our eyes,
like the bright summer sunsets,
the moon revolves around the earth,
and we are blessed,
you wear a bright summer dress,
you are earthy, positive, tasty,
you unwind,
you are freedom,
you are breath and oblivion,
and you stroll down the pathways of the heart
and you rise and you fall like the temperature,
healing,
and I come to you and and I am kneeling,
I have sunshine in buckets,
as luck would have it I am released,
you are my girl, my sunlight,
my rest,
my luck,
you are a spoonful of joy
and you are right on the track,
can I wake you with kisses,
and be with you and hold you,
and if you ever fail,
never tell you I told you,
and to move you with song and to savour the moment,
and together to go roaming
and be,
and stay in my heart,
and unfold all your love,
and cling to your warm summer body,
and taste the sand,
and your feet step on mine and you lure me,
into your cave were you cure me,
for what is life without love,
let’s carve out the stars.
Christ’s power dwells in the sun with ship’s drums
In blazing glory without shame
Showing its greatness even when dawn comes
To blaze greater than any man-made flame
This sun gives wisdom her fame with the stars
Christ’s wisdom dwells in the moon uprightly
Wisdom does not shine as brightly
Subtlety and humbleness shine as whole
Unveiling how it shines greater nightly
Than the electric workings of man’s soul
Sunflower
Oh ! That Morning! Which was bright,
The sunflower inspired my strive,
Although life is like a dreadful night,
But soon the sun will shine bright,
Just turn your face towards brightening light,
Which is symbol of hope and light,
Smile of the sunflower evoked my insight,
Always turn your heart to the celestial light.
Spirit light gleams upward the same as a sunbeam,
Limbs lifted in praise as dark succumbs to light,
The splendid burden of glazed sheets, as we resume,
Dissolving bitterness induces serenity and blight.
Limbs lifted in praise as dark succumbs to light,
Swap you up in lovely ecstasy and glorious bliss,
Dissolving bitterness induces serenity and blight,
Stage of life's grip on the concept is a weakness.
Swap you up in lovely ecstasy and glorious bliss,
No spot survives, and all-outer turmoils expire,
Stage of life's grip on the concept is a weakness,
Everyone in this wood is thrilled around the fire.
No spot survives, and all-outer turmoils expire,
We adore the moral realm and board a vast void,
Everyone in this wood is thrilled around the fire,
An impressive narcissist with a heavenly enjoyed.
We adore the moral realm and live in a vast void,
The splendid burden of glazed sheets, as we resume,
An impressive narcissist with a heavenly enjoyed,
Spirit light gleams upward the same as a sunbeam.
Written: May 24, 2022
Tall, gray, trees stand together like statues
Across the winter’s landscape of hills
Some snow still clings to the arms of branches
Reaching wide, reaching far and wide!
Today, there is no wind in this still life view
Of land, rocks, and trees to dark blue mountains
A strip of pale light is shining across the horizon
Distant treetops seem to be touching it beneath the gray
Yet, the white of the snow, is brighter than anything!
Anything, from this hill to the far mountains
Anything from the frozen ground to the open sky
And brighter than everything that catches my eye!
Bright enough to spark ideas
Bright enough to awaken dreams
Brighter than all the gray deterrents
Brighter than everything that catches my eye!
Heidi Sands
1/19/22
POTD 1/21/22
Shines
the darkness
in
ghostly hints...
Shine artificial
substances
pretended
to be gold...
Shine
the fake
bleaches
politicians...
Shines
the real shine
of the star...
Shines
the relevance
of the divine
truth...!
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