The people we love The ones closest to our hearts Make life worth living They brighten the darkest days And make rainbows out of grays

Tied to the bedroom door, a yellow… His heart skipped, throbbing in hy… As the nervous thrill of anticipat… Overcame him completely, yes indee… For there it is, in unblushing fas…

One morning we saw Pegasus fly by Glorious, his white mane contrast… Shining, his wings in the rays of… Impressive, flaunting like an Oly… But Zeus not amused; happy he was…

It’s April, spring has arrived Warmer temps with lots of rain Perpetually overcast But hopes good weather will reign Buds break in twigs and branches

Been raining all morning Grey gloomy the sky In a darkened room I sat Thinking, half awake I love inclement days

Much longer it’s taken Is the end even in sight? Or must we wait till when All our hair turns white! Wish we can travel again

She’s my butterfly princess From the day that she was born Over fifteen years ago She’s my sunshine every morn Lovely lady she now is

Tonight was simply amazing And my heart’s still beating fast At long last she and I met A friendship I hope forever last I’ve adored her from a distance

As dusk turns to dawn; day into ni… Our lives unfold thus; minute by m… Some brilliant as the early mornin… Others so somber, melancholy grips… We count the leaves in the tree of…

Gentle almond eyes Thick silky hair lustrous sheen Lovely flawless skin Porcelain goddess Yet fire and warmth in her eyes

Out with the old, in with the new Spring cleaning time, everything m… Old fangled ideas out; to them bid… For it’s time to watch our possibi… Friends that drag us down, let the…

Few things in life do matter That gives us satisfaction Usually the end of things The pure joy of completion And a simple evening meal

Scent of cinnamon in the air Pumpkin spice and vanilla too Sensory proof that autumn’s here..… Out the window what lovely view Freshly cut hay in amber field

We crave attention Thirst for applause and acclaim The trappings of fame What others have, we covet Fame fortune in our buckets

As we grieve the passing of anothe… Our mending hearts shattered one m… We reach out to heaven, ask what w… Forsaken we are, though guilty of… But here we stand firm, our faith…