A place of work
became a home
for women with a need.
We worked and played,
left...came back...
laughed until we peed!
Strangers brought together
soon called each other friend...
shared a moment of our lives
now sisters to the end.
Brainfield Harvest
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Friday, December 16, 2016
Thursday, September 17, 2015
Puddle Jumper
Cleared for takeoff
gaze is steady
pilot geared up
at the ready
raindrops fall
no sun in sight
perfect day
pefect flight
Saturday, August 30, 2014
To Mom from Dad
Closer to perfection--
each breath a whispered plea
or just a conversation with
the angels or with me?
I don't pretend to understand
how you could ever be
closer to perfection than
what you are to me.
Your ears no longer hear each sound
with clarity it's true.
On sunny days your dimming eyes
now have a cloudy view.
As you move toward that perfect place
and I stay here for now,
I place my hand upon my heart
and make to you this vow.
As perfect as you are to me,
I know you long for more--
Move closer to perfection, love
and let your spirit soar.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
The Door
Saturday, April 5, 2014
Announcement
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Once Upon a Time
Sadness filled the kingdom.
Toys sat--
Books went unread.
The princess, who felt quite unwell,
had taken to her bed.
The jesters and the royal court
did all that they could do.
They offered treats and games and such--
She whispered, "No thank you."
The doctors of the kingdom
were summoned to her side.
They said,
"We're sorry, Princess,
but you'll have to open wide,
and take this yucky medicine--
It seems the only way.
For you to feel much better,
you must do what we say."
The princess held her nose
and with a very royal frown,
she took the nasty-tasting stuff.
She swallowed it all down.
It took some princess courage
and a royal doc or two--
But soon she felt much better,
and this is how they knew.
The other royal siblings
came to her room one day,
and asked her quite politely
if she'd like to come and play.
The princess answered cheerfully--
her voice was clear and pure.
The smile,
that had been gone awhile,
returned
and she said,
"Shoor."
Toys sat--
Books went unread.
The princess, who felt quite unwell,
had taken to her bed.
The jesters and the royal court
did all that they could do.
They offered treats and games and such--
She whispered, "No thank you."
The doctors of the kingdom
were summoned to her side.
They said,
"We're sorry, Princess,
but you'll have to open wide,
and take this yucky medicine--
It seems the only way.
For you to feel much better,
you must do what we say."
The princess held her nose
and with a very royal frown,
she took the nasty-tasting stuff.
She swallowed it all down.
It took some princess courage
and a royal doc or two--
But soon she felt much better,
and this is how they knew.
The other royal siblings
came to her room one day,
and asked her quite politely
if she'd like to come and play.
The princess answered cheerfully--
her voice was clear and pure.
The smile,
that had been gone awhile,
returned
and she said,
"Shoor."
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