Fall is a magical time of year. The colors are intense and warm.
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Sisterhood
Blood is not always what binds or makes a family, it is love and compassion that fills the branches and leaves of your tree
Wise Child
When you think a love can not get any stronger……your grandson will sing you a lullaby.
Burnt Rope
Hands from your abyss sharpened its blade
Cut its last thread clinging to the edge
Broken Heart
The heart knew it was no longer needed so it stopped beating to free the soul from its suffering. The hearts greatest act of love…….
Faded Petals of an Oak
Many rings in his limbs twisted with time gently hold
Collected faded and fallen petals of his rose
In the Recesses
As my children and the rest of our communities children grew up, I would release each new monster, which formed in my mind’s eye, into the shadows of my yard. And from what I’m told, they are still lurking about the neighborhood in search of delicious children brave enough to play games of the night.
Butterfly Bouquets
Catching the tears that fall from a storm
When her basin is full and begins to overflow
From sadness a garden of flowers she makes grow
Every Path…..
Every new path we explore leads to a new adventure
Written by Hand
The great wind from wings that she grew, caught in my heart as our fingers withdrew.
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