shhhh...whispers of love

The past has no reigns on my tomorrow,

for I hold the pen that writes the next chapter.

 

~

It was the willow  that took to the wind,

and the oak that stood strong.

~

 

I am emptying buckets...

 

 

 

 

I get up, brush my teeth, shower,

have a cup of tea and find solitude

that as simple as those things maybe,

they are indeed need of celebration.

 

 

 

 

On the journey I saw the path of experience.

determination, fear, struggle, battle,

sorrow, happiness , desire, and love,

I am most grateful for love.

~


I thought circumstance and choice wrote the script,
but I am beginning to believe it truly lays in the
hands of fate.





I am counting down,
tossing the days away,
leaving winter behind
as I celebrate a spring day.


There is ice and snow
and no where to go,
weather warnings
remind us winter hasn't
gone away.

I am counting down,
tossing the days away,
leaving winter behind
as I celebrate a spring day.

Can't be to long ,
a few weeks away,
rain will be falling
and wind blowing our
way.