If my heart held the pen, oh the story it could write,from the beginning it would make things right. The sharing of hearts and souls,the tale of love would gently unfold.

If my heart held the pen, I'd script a new, the magic of the love of two. I'd start at the beginning when we were just tots, running around and laughing and trying not to get caught.

 If my heart held the pen, oh the story it could write, there would always be blue skies and days both sunny and bright. Never sorrow or tears to fall in the story of love we have it all.

If my heart held the pen, you would be here with me, instead of just in a dream. Your arms would hold me tight and I would get to kiss you good night.

If my heart held the pen, the pages It would fill, with only good memories to instill. Starting with sharing each day with you and making dreams come true.
~

What of this life, if not to love ?

What of this life, if not to love? Your arms around me and our kisses so sweet. Morning or evening, summer or fall, we rule the moment, winter and all. Bridging the distance with mystical dreams, hopes and desires and a bit of memory. Time plays and awful game as I wipe the tears, I stop to pray. Before you close your eyes and rest your weary mind, hear my prayer I whisper for you. The words of my heart right there in the blue. Quickly released to the wind, let my words of love touch you from within.

~
I know that laughter is a gift of all time,
it remains in my heart and my mind.
The smiles you give the life we have
to live, I am grateful for all we have.

Souls that collide, when hearts join
you became mine. Nothing can take
away my love for you, you'll find
it rules the sky so blue.

We said our goodbyes to summer,
the days have quickly passes us by.
While Autumn bows to winter, I
feel the emptiness without you
by my side.

The night usually finds me sleeping
and yet I lay here wondering of the
day, when dreams first became
reality and your kiss a breath away.

~

Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom: If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom: If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Read more about Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare Analysis & Poem by www.poemofquotes.com

 
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wand'ring bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom: If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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..

The path has taken you in a different direction...

~

 

 

If there is a reason

I still know not why,

that the story once written

leaves a bitterness inside.

~

 

 

Gaze twice through my window

and once through my heart.

 

 

~

 

 

 

I listened close and

my heart revealed,

to deeply heal is to

remove the shield.

 

 

 

 

 

Do I belong in the shadows of loneliness and fear

or is there a path beyond the mountains that

leads to the one who cares?

Chains that only I can feel,
bound in the darkness, tight
like bands of steel.

Trying to remove the locks
that hold me here and rid
my heart of all traces of fear.

~


If I were to paint a rainbow for you,
like a bridge of color in all shades and
hues.
I'd paint it to arch the sky so you could
visit through heart , soul and mind.

~


Autumn records the seasons
through the colors of life,
from the trees undressed in
winter through spring to
summer sun yellow bright.

There are stories of sorrow,
days filled with despair
and the glimpse of happiness
when hearts and souls share.

Autumn records the seasons
through the colors of life,
from the trees undressed in
winter through spring to
summer sun yellow bright.

Some things I'd rather forget
and other moments are clear
like the warmth of your hello
and each moment we shared.

Autumn records the seasons
through the colors of life,
from the trees undressed in
winter through spring to
summer sun yellow bright.

~
When I close my eyes
I'm ever closer to you,
like sun shining in the
morning , your love
comes through.

Tears fall as I wipe
each one away and
yet they leave a
reminder that haunts
me to this day.

When I close my eyes,
I'm ever closer to you,
like sun shining in the
morning, your love
comes through.
~
The five year old in me
yells life isn't fair or I
would have been in your
arms so we could forever
share.

So much time has passed
the days just blowing by
and my heart weeps
with a ache that is deep
inside.
~
Shards of Crystal
some awfully small,
pierce the heart
and to that I am
appalled.

The splinters remain,
reminders of the many
yesterdays, sorrow an
happiness are just a
thought away.
~

The book has yellowed
the pages crumble and fall
as time has documented
the good and bad of it all.

There are memories worth
forgetting and a few that are
kind and so I leave my heart
open to embrace for all time.

The book has yellowed,
the pages crumble and fall
as times has documented
the good and bad of it all.

Love to Only You

Left, right or straight ahead,
I keep hitting a dead end.
Around and around I go
in a circle without an end.

Memories are all I have
and all I have is you .
In my heart for all time
and in the heavens blue.

~
I gave you my heart and you can do what you may,
I gave you my soul that special day.
I gave my love to only you and you gave in return
a sky so blue.

I gave you my heart and you can do what you
may, I gave you my soul that special day.
I gave my love to only you and you gave in
return a sky so blue.

~

Be practical, don't be a fool, 
listen to your heart and soul.
Make a choice that will lead
your sweet love to me.
~

.
There is an angel waiting up above,
for the dance on the clouds of love.
I know it must be true or why else
would my heart be so darn blue.

Nothing makes me worry so
than a day where you let me go.
For love is a grand scheme,
that controls our dreams.

~

I went about singing silly songs of love,
wondering if my sweetheart knows  I
waiting in the heavens above.


I danced in the kitchen and my heart kept
a beat to the music that belongs to you and me.

I went about singing silly songs of love,
wondering if my sweetheart knows
I am waiting in the heavens above.


~
I am not in charge of this path I am on,
it is a bit confusing and it has its share
of right and wrong.
I don't know tomorrow or which way it will
lead but I trust in the Lord it will guide you
to me.
~

Emotion

I lay in a blanket of emotion,
troubled and weary am I .
Listening to my heart I feel
it tremble as if it holds in the
tears that I cry.

I beg for you to listen and
in the silence my whisper
will you hear.
Words meaningless until
they bridge the mountains
and take my love to you via
the wind that passes by.

~
I ask " what is love ? It is compassion and the ability to care ?" I brush my fingers against my pillow and I ask again " Is it the magic we share ?" My flesh hungers for yours, my heart is deep in desire, my soul lit reflects upon the heavens the measureless flames of desire.

Just Me

Early in the morning,
no one is by my side.
The darkness dwells
as the sun has yet
to rise.

Many souls in passing
and that may be true,
and yet I feel a loneliness
with out you.

There is peace in writing
as I document the day
that you touched my heart
in the most wonderful way.

Promises are forever
and some things will
never change as I hold
you in my memories
day after day.

~
Colliding Worlds

To each something different
and this much I can say
that no two worlds are
quite alike, each special
in their own way.

Occasional the laughter,
loyalty and fun and just
the thought someone
cared enough to love.

There are dances in the heavens
and a stroll upon the earth, as we
walk along the river and listen
to the squawking blue bird .

Worlds divided by
mountains and seas,
with barriers along the
way that keeps everything
in a dream. 

Enter the moment and
here is what you will see,
that someone can take a
heart and make it believe.

The world of magic that
only friendship brings,
when hearts and souls
collide out of simple
need.

The need to give and
the need to receive
the warmth of love
that through our
heart breathes.

~
 Life began at ten
as I was running
through the woods
gathering some apples
and feeling misunderstood.

Nature embraces in a
magical way, it doesn't
place judgment any
time or day.

One with the mountains,
like a sapling tree,
I found myself growing
with thoughts and memories.

Sometimes I am tired
guessing which way to go,
my journey so restless
like the wind it blows.

~
Only love can understand
where our hearts in this
world stand.

Only dreams to bring you here,
in the night where my heart
I share.
~
Up so early
as I watched
the sun rise,
replacing the
darkness with
bright blue sky.

There are dreams
that you few will
get to see for mine
came true when you
said hello to me.
~
My fingers are typing
and the words are from my heart
some cast in memory others
getting a fresh new start.

Easing my mind and calming
my soul, I write the words of
love that in my heart I hold.

~
Forever and Always

I thought about the love,
wonderful indeed, it
makes life so special
and puts a smile on me.

There are no endings
time is all we have
forever is everlasting
a declaration of our
dreams.

~
I needed to run
and run I did,
escaped through
the memories
where there is
only love.

I needed to feel
your embrace
to gaze into your
eyes as I kiss your
face.

I needed to run
and run I did,
into your arms
where my tears
I hid.

No sorrow or despair,
only love and joy is
allowed here.

I needed to run
and run I did,
to a place I
was once forbid.

Beyond the mountains
and dreams
I am running via
memories.


to ease the pain

I write so that I can touch a star,

feel the magic that only love can bring

and share the warmth of a summer day all year long.

~

It when the day is overwhelming,

I know that I can close my eyes and feel you near.

 

~

 

Relaxing in Your Arms

I have had several calls to confer on the beginning of Autumn. There wasn't any one situation that spurred the journey. It really was about the many obstacles,  people and a road that twist and turns as we travel. It was like every person I met was responsible for awakening something inside of us. It began with acceptance and then came encouragement and that followed by faith. I had years that were incredible and a few that I would rather forget. But as I spoke with the women writing the article on me I found myself reviewing the domino affect that people have on us. One moment leading us to the next. Again I looked at what different people brought to my life and the continuing journey. It all comes back to friendship and how very different each friendship is.
I told my postmaster Dan that I thought lately that being a hermit seemed like a good escape.  I imagine we all surface through periods of anxiety as we stress over the unknown. What I found really incredible is that everyone we come in contact with finds a place somewhere within us. Some become a mere memory , others find a place in our heart and than there is occasional magical moment where one soul bonds with another and is on the journey for the long haul.
As I listened to the music and went over today's  conversation in my mind and reviewing my life as someone else read a part of my life out loud to me I found myself seeing that it was not segments but a whole picture. I felt a warm feeling as I thought of the person who dared to enter my life and bring a magic that once could only exist in a fairy tale and another that showed me hearts really do break. But that is neither a beginning nor an end, just and extension of what was to come.
Sometimes as my eyes swell with tears, I try to understand what each fallen tear represents. They are really neither happiness nor sadness but packed full of emotion.

I reached across sea,
unknowing and empty
of dreams, to find you
were there reaching.
with your love so sweet.

That led me to tomorrow
with magical memories
that touched my heart
and gave to me a dream.

There were a few obstacles,
and people passing by ,
until I found your friendship
that wiped the tears from
my eyes.

My legs a bit wobbly,
choices still a few
as my heart beats faster
as thought of you with me.

Pieces of a Rainbow

Pieces of a rainbow,
scattered on the wall,
reflections of a story
 are like stars that fall.

Placing the pieces together
like a puzzle in the sky as
I try to make sense of the
memories that just won't
 die.

Pieces of a rainbow,
scattered on the wall,
reflections of a story
 are like stars that fall.

My heart reminds me
of my yesterdays and
yet my soul embraces
what tomorrow will
play.

Pieces of a rainbow,
scattered on the wall,
reflections of a story
are like stars that fall.

Each piece a prism
that reveals with light,
a spectrum of color
that reflects life.