Thoughts to Share
If you only knew How much My life hangs On the gentle Thread of your Touch Your warmth Blankets my Soul As we watch The world Passing by Your love is The blue In my ocean And the silk In my dress That hugs me The peace in my dark night While I rest Among…
Oh you’re sky blue What a lovely shade We love how the shadows play On the thousand brush strokes Of your presence If you could just be a bit more Blue A bit more of the blue whispers We envision on the skies And in the depths of the ocean You’re Too dark for sapphire’s…
We say hellos Goodbyes And howareyous Ask about agreements Hopes Challenges and Improvements We check understandings To make sure we are on the Same page And think alike, Understand one another And look in the same direction Chugging along the same way At the same pace We say things OUT LOUD Or just softly whispering…
I love getting lost in the Loving peace of your eyes That hugs me Gently And catches My life When it’s hanging On a thread The way you look at me When I am sad Confused Discouraged And feel that hope Is a guest that Said farewell And left my world Forever I love when…
A glorious Sunday morning greeted the residents of the Great Meadow. Even the laziest flowers woke up in the warm sunshine – they opened up their petals and smiled at each other. Ildi Honeybee couldn’t stay under the blanket for long on a sunny day like this, either. She quickly jumped out of bed, washed…
It was dawn. The meadow was still asleep – even Martha Meadow Lark just turned over in her bed and continued snoring. The daisies yawned, stretched and kept on dreaming their dreams about warm sunshine and gentle breeze. Suddenly, loud chirping broke the silence. “Cheep, cheep, cheep! Today’s the day! Today’s our big day!” the…
It was a warm summer evening. Stars came out one by one across the velvet blue sky. As the evening grew darker, the twinkling lights turned brighter. Katie and Ildi Honeybee watched the change in amazement. “Look at the sky! It’s like a huge rug full of tiny silver dots.” “The stars look like diamonds…
it’s eight degrees Fahrenheit outside and I have a long way to drive with my tank full on the winter road and my heart full of tender thoughts soft snowflakes are glistening on trees I am passing by your soul is gently kissing the branches of my life on the path we’ve chosen and I…
It’s December and the promise of Christmas is in the air Jolly Santas are ringing bells on toasted almond-scented street corners the city is breathing a a dream drenched in Christmas wreaths, red ribbons and holiday sales Tall winter boots greet the snow-packed streets Icy windshields are waving back to honking cars people are sunken…