She strolled along a woodland path… Mother Nature had placed tiny blo… Sunlight laced the branches of the… And the dew glistened and sparkled… Wildflowers awakening as if from a…

As a petal of a flower floats in t… They wonder where it is going, and… It has its own special destiny, Its own special future. But where it ends up,

She didn’t step on a sidewalk crac… So thank goodness her Mother won’… Yet when she opened the apple cide… It smelled and tasted like apple j… She didn’t break the mirror giving…

Weeping eyes tears lost love Reminiscing brilliance a morning d… Sorrow filling a lonely void Caressing thoughts of yesterday Sunshine weeping grass glittering…

But there was a window That standing silently Over the garden, peered out To the broken moon light And shade, and watched

Splendid cotton sky Such beauty to one’s eye Earth of rich color Is dressed in rainbow coloration Land of beauty

Why does she cry these tears, For they belong not to her But to a child of the night. Who is this child that chooses to… Between parked cars at the edge of…

Taken to the water’s edge, Maken by her feet. Maken on the way a pledge, Taken a retreat. Waken on the leaf-made ledge,

She saved her visits for late in t… After the fields had been mowed, The chores completed and supper ea… The last clean dish put away. They would sit on the porch

Secret places Have treasures of mysteries Inner thoughts hidden Conceal unfounded knowledge Broken hearts wounded

Please forgive them! They know not what havoc they Reeked on you, Their beloved, beautiful home, Now ailing and sad

Lovely lady, Pray tell what dastardly fate Awaits their sinful souls when fin… But arthritis and diabetes? Such intensity and white hot passi…

There are times her memories fade… She almost forgets the pain. Of watching you fight with strengt… She feels her life’s in Vain. If only she could explain the Lov…

He wonders now and quests in vain At two or three or four, Before the dawn has lit the pane Or crept across the floor. Is time a rose that plays them fal…

Rip Van Winkle’s catchin’ Z’s Escaping from society From guns and drugs and alcohol Wife beating child beating And that ain’t all