Poetry, Writing

Hints of Spring

Some warmth creeping in to the cold days. Chilly air gives way to warmth And soft the breeze may blow. The bitter wind yields to sun As longer days now show. Winter does not lightly yield And summer has not formed, But slow the days are shifting And cold gives way to warm. Heat is… Read More Hints of Spring

Poetry, Writing

A Quiet Prayer

Something that came to me this morning. I hope you enjoy it. Before the sun comes up And the noisy day begins, In the quiet of the darkness The press of ‘hurry’ thins. Listen in the stillness For the soft beloved voice That so often is forgotten As we face life’s every choice. A simple… Read More A Quiet Prayer