Tell Me About It

Childhood is but a whisper

Childhood is but a whisper
I turned around and you are grown
part of me grew with you
part of me misses you child
part of me wants to go back
part of me wants to run
part of me wants to tell
the other parts of me
that your childhood was….it was a whisper
I’m sitting with that today
letting it sink in! 
Childhood is but a whisper

Lost in a world of words

Along the streams, the Stoney brook
Took me to the other side
Reality, yet a fantasy
I hurry deep inside

Your words they seem to capture
They memorize me so
They show me that my world
It is little, just…  And so

I get tired
My head gets full
I stop reading

I think I have gathered enough words, to last me a lifetime… Peace

 

Disclaimer: This is not about anyone particular person, but more about the state of my mind that gets full of words. It’s hard for me to sort it all sometimes. So I get lost in art and such. Just so you know…I never tire of reading just, processing so much. ❤

 

Crescent Moon joined by lavender and tangerine pink skies

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Beautiful crescent moon this dawn, joined by lavender & tangerine pink skies. I love this Oklahoma sky! Have a beautiful day!

I’ve always been a friend of clouds

You know me, I’ve always been a friend of clouds
I like my lightning bright, and my thunder loud
Baby, it’s the craziest I’ve seen
Waiting on the sky, for shades of green
Blow me down, take me away
Maybe there will be a brighter day
But not today, I’ll be waiting here
Let it rain, let it pour, maybe quench my thirst once more
I’m holding out my tongue, I want to feel the rain
Washing over me, Let it rain, let it pour
You know me, I’ve always been a friend of clouds

Good morning

I was up before dawn this morning, me and my dog watching for all the birds to wake up, and the bunnies to hop into the yard. I started a new job Monday, so I have less time and I’ve noticed my most important time of the day is my morning quiet time. Have a sweet, gentle, and blessed day. 💕

I saw you dancing

I saw you dancing
I reached out to catch you
You were moving so quick
You never caught my hand
Reaching out, out for you

I’m the butterflies
You asked to come
I’m the wind
The sweet breeze
that kisses your face

Slow down sweet sister

 

After all these year… Words fail me

How can I carve your name
On the trunk of this tree?
That will be here…after

I can’t even write it

With no one listening…
Not even myself
I whisper these words
It’s all I can do

Sometimes

After all these years
Look at me here
Got this love song stuck
in my throat…

The weight of the world
on my shoulders
I can’t let go

Words fail me

None of this makes sense
Except maybe to you
I try to share…

Words fail me

I hate love songs
You wonder why
Words fail me

Sometimes they do

A quiet hush…Good morning wish whispers

There’s a quiet hush over this land
Little white flowers carry
Good morning wish whispers
On a sweet Summer breeze

Where wildflowers go

I asked the moon tonight
As it raised up in the sky
Where did all my wildflowers go?
Then this hay bale caught my eye
You see, he said… it is harvest
And plenty on this land
Grows many beautiful wildflowers
I know you understand
Each year during harvest
We bid a sweet goodbye
And in no time it’s for certain
They bring food on winter’s night
Good bye sweet little wildflowers
Good bye dandelions
Good bye little memories
Good bye with a smile

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