The birds are chirping outside It’s March; spring time is coming; I can feel it I can smell it I see it in my orchard blooms! My heart delights as the day opens up What’s to come today?….. I wonder In my wondering, I leave the mysteries of what’s to come To our maker who…… Continue reading Spring time?
It’s a misty morning from my bedroom window ..The morning dew lingers in the air softly I can almost hear whispers in the air of a passing summer onto another season…. In the kitchen I find myself pouring my first cup of hot tea while watching families of birds that I am sure are headed…… Continue reading It’s Autumn!
Today my husband/friend is 37! I love this man with everything in me and I have had the joy of being by hisside as his wife since he was twenty four. We are literally growing together.To say my husband is the most gentle soul I know would be an understatement; he loves the lord and…… Continue reading Happy birthday
You got cold! I decided to put up fences To guard my heart From your cold “waves” ~Susan McMillan
It happens When words fall asleep inside us To things that cut deep At times To things that take our breath away It’s that simple! ~Susan McMillan
I will serenade you To my last breath Because I am a poet! . I love you today . I love you always . I love you forever! ~Susan McMillan
My happy place My reason My story . Seems like loving you Is all I would rather do! P.S. I love you… ~Susan McMillan
Goals and resolutions are what most folks like to write out leading into the New Year. I have done that before and it has always been exciting! 2020 is here and all I can think about is gratitude! 2019 was filled with so much; mixed emotions of laughter, joy, tears and at times sorrow. I…… Continue reading Gratitude
It’s deep Many times there are no words To describe it for it hurts . It cuts so deep; For a moment, days, months, years At times for many seasons . In silence I pray For healing In silence I wish for endurance In silence I wipe the tears That I don’t have the “power”…… Continue reading Grief
Rainbows and pink bows Are for little girls Fairies and diaries Keep little girls’ fantasies alive. I… was never that little girl! ~Susan McMillan