Children become adults In between seasons Of Memories made; Collected Tossed Or perhaps Left to linger. A word Becomes words In between years Of love Pain Or rejection. We become seasoned In between seasons Of life About life Living Leaving and learning In between… Susan McMillan
Age… takes us places leaving marks here and there Just like time bearing lessons we must learn like foolishness to wisdom fear to courage head down to head up talking to listening hasting to slowing down. In due seasons, Age they say teaches us more beyond the appearance Patience; a virtue we hardly understand at…… Continue reading Age
Her hands… Gently folded to say a prayer Quickly fixed for you Stitches they made Bread they made The ground they cultivated Tears they wiped The unsung hands of a mother! Those hands guided Those hands cared Those hands held They did… The unsung hands of a mother! A little harder they tried A little…… Continue reading Hands unsung!
Strings of gray cover her head They sit so beautifully and are well placed I decide to guess how long she has been around? I admit I can’t;I can not quite place her For she has got a youthful glow… A youthful energy that fills the room A simple smile, but yet contagious A soft…… Continue reading Graceful beauty…