Sunday, February 26, 2012

Baby Face

Baby Face,
You've got the cutest little baby face
There's not another who can take your place,


Baby Face,
My heart, poor heart is thumpin'
You sure have started somethin',


Baby Face,
I'm up in heaven
When I'm in your fond embrace


Well I need a shove
Because I'm in love
With my pretty Baby face,


Sunday, February 12, 2012

The Voice, Whitney Houston


Whitney Houston, an incredible voice, silenced here on earth.
But, oh my, in heaven right now, the choir , oh my the choir is singing......

This is my favorite song, I can listen to this over and over and over.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

The hardest part of being alone......

The hardest part of being alone.....
when you really need someone to talk to, there's nobody around. 
when you are feeling so down, there is nobody to give you a hand up.
when you feel so lost, there is nobody to shine a light on the trail
when you just want to feel someone touching your hand, there's nobody there to hold it.
when you want to hear the sound of another voice, there's nobody there but silence
the hardest part of being alone........
there's nobody there.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Simple Gifts

"I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet, simple things of life

which are the real ones after all."

~Laura Ingalls Wilder


Here are just a few of the many gifts for which I am grateful:


~taking a deep breath~

~beginning~



~knowing that my camera is by my side and ready~


~becoming so lost in revising a poem

that time ceases to exist~
~taking a walk on a trail I've never followed before~

~discovering an old barn~

~watching a hawk fly by almost near enough to touch~



~stacks and stacks of books~

~a phone call from a friend I miss~

~campfires~

~the way strawberries bring a blush to a bowl of cream~

~the scent of lavender~

~an email out of the blue from a long-lost friend~

~the sound of a cat's purr ~

~cinnamon toast~



~wooden bowls~

~Queen Anne's lace~

~curling up in a quilt with a book and a cup of tea~

~old keys that long ago lost their doors~

~playing Scrabble ~

~the scent of cedar~

~mix & match dishes in a camp kitchen~

~sea-polished stones~

~the candle that's burning on my desk~

~the rain (softer now) that's falling outside my window~





~forgiving~

~being forgiven~

~moving on~

~letting go~

~beginning again~