365 Day #18

A butterfly

Just fluttered by

I wonder where she’s been

She waves at me

Quite daintily

As if the insect Queen

Wings up, wings down

She flits around

A rollercoaster flight

She waves goodbye

I breathe a sigh

She flutters out of sight.

365 Day #17

I yearn to hear
The pitter patter
Of little feet
But instead I hear
The pitter patter
Of quiet rain
Or is it tears
Streaming down my cheek
And slamming
Onto my empty chest

365 Day #16

No matter
How bad
My day
Has been
The sun
Will rise
Again.

365 Day #15

Why does the Willow weep
Does it dream of freedom
Unbound from its roots
But surely it knows
It would die
If its wish came true
Or maybe it wishes
To fall in love
It sees all the couples
Resting under its splendor
They come to it
For a romantic picnic
And mock it
With their caresses
Or maybe it weeps
Because it’s happy
Overcome with joy
Rich with God’s Blessings
I like to think
It’s the latter.

365 Day #14

I cross my heart into

A bow of solitude

And descend the stairs

Of discontentment

Although I feel that I

Could just curl up and die

I soldier on in life

Fueled by resentment.