trim with lace
the meadow bed
for your wild monarch
butterfly rests his head
in your chambers. Would he stay?
You ask. Faithfulness is not his
to give. Yet you stay with your merry
ways until Autumn’s cold winds do you part.
Hope is a gift that lets you stand even
when the world seems to plot your fall.
Too many times your eyes had shed
tears that drowned a weaker soul.
In your hand they are pearls
rising as prayer
that your heart be
Already, spring is halfway done. It was not so long ago when I was anxiously waiting for the thaw, the warming up, and the budding of the leaves and flowers. The spring trees have all bloomed and gone and the temperatures say that summer is nearby.
How quickly, how quickly time goes by.
The glorious sunrise dissipates into darkness for a new morning
A couple of weeks ago, my two sons celebrated their 11th and 7th birthdays respectively. The older one labels himself a tween, while the younger one begins to dream. “Daddy, I will be a Daddy like you when I am older,” he would say.
My husband says it’s not too long before our eldest leaves home for college, and then for always. I shudder to think of the time when our children go on their own and leave our home quiet. I feel sad knowing that a time will come when we will no longer celebrate holidays and special occasions together. But, that is just how it is.
Cherry blossoms show petals strewn across the skies grateful for their time