I’m looking for a hyacinth.
If I find one or two,
I’ll gladly take the hyacinth
and share its gift with you.
“If thou hast two pennies, with one buy bread. With the other, a hyacinth for thy soul.”
Variously attributed.
I’m looking for a hyacinth.
If I find one or two,
I’ll gladly take the hyacinth
and share its gift with you.
“If thou hast two pennies, with one buy bread. With the other, a hyacinth for thy soul.”
Variously attributed.
Sometimes hopes and dreams come true,
alive with joy and laughter.
And that is what I wish for you,
with Happy Ever After!
Today.
When I think about the people
who are gracious, good, and kind,
you are always ‘mongst the first names
to rise up into my mind.
Four daffodils thrust up their heads
and burst into full bloom!
It spreads a glow of golden light
through gray mid-winter’s gloom.
Those daffodils had best be wary.
This is all a little scary.
Don’t those blooming beauties know
it’s just the end of January?
It’s Groundhog Day.
It’s gloomy.
It is dismal, cold and wet.
But daffodils are blooming,
so the Springtime’s coming yet!
There’s a hint of cheerful sunshine
peeping through these clouds of gray.
Life is filled with hope around us
on this February Day.
May this simple lullaby of love
surround you through the night.
May it hold you warm and soft and safe
as you sleep till the light.
My candle burns for travelers along the nation’s roads.
They may have trusting passengers or other precious loads.
My candle burns for focused eyes, conditions near ideal,
for smart street-wise decisions and for safety at the wheel.
My candle burns for maintained care in vehicles they meet,
with other careful drivers who are sharing the same street.
My candle burns to light the traffic signals and the clues,
so ev’ryone’s successful in the journey that they choose.
Precious Kitty is a cat
who’s made a bit of this and that.
Her pedigree is not pure blood,
but Kitty is no meek’ling dud.
She isn’t snarky, sassy, rude…
but she does have an attitude.
Her spirits give a lively boost.
She’s perky. Wants to rule the roost.
She wants her ration of good food.
With petting, thinks her life is good.
Exploring. Hunting. Climbing. Busy.
Focused, she. No cat-like tizzy.
All her day she’s at her best.
At night, she’ll sleep with you to rest.
Toujours gai, says Precious Kitty.
It’s icy cold in Reno,
Delaware, and West Palm Beach.
Even in Atlanta, there is cold
to freeze a peach.
It’s icy in my driveway.
There’s white frost across my lawn.
The cold is setting records
and it isn’t moving on.
The thermostats are dropping.
Old Man Winter’s working hard.
The proof of all his efforts
is played out across each yard!
The Uvalde children haunt me.
Texas wind blows ‘cross a grave.
What would I do in such danger?
Would I dare to be so brave?