POEMS FROM THE HEART for Sunday, September 14, 2008

CLOUDS AT THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN WHERE THE GREEN TOUCHES THE BLUE SOFT WHITE CLOUDS ARE FLOATING I WONDER WHERE TO I WONDER IF THEY EVEN NOTICED THAT THEY BLESSED ME TODAY ARE THEY MAKING ROOM FOR THE SUNSHINE OR ARE THEY CARRYING THE RAIN EITHER WAY I WILL MAKE THEM WELCOME I WILL MAKE THEM FEEL RIGHT AT HOME FOR I KNOW THAT THEIR MESSAGE IS NOT FOR ME ALONE I WONDER IF ON DOWN THE LINE SOME POET MIGHT STAND AND SAY ARE YOU MAKING ROOM FOR THE SUNSHINE OR ARE YOU CARRYING THE RAIN EITHER WAY... Sign in to see full entry.

ANOTHER OLD ONE WITH THE DIFFERENT STYLE. Bursting butterfly, wings heavy with the past. What fun to watch her many colors come alive, Flying like a silver cloud in the wind. Dancing, Sparkling, never still, Like a candle flame burning in glory, Soaring in a direction not known to her, But one her soul knows so well. One day her wings will form a rainbow, filling the sky. Stars will only be a reflection, of ones in her eyes. Oh butterfly, keep on flying, and fluttering on my heart. Let me watch... Sign in to see full entry.