Poems, prayers and promises

When the weather is tropical and everywhere you look you see green, life starts to feel like an epic poem written by Mother Nature. There’s so much happening around us with things growing and water puddling and smells that define a season - flowers, bar-b-q and chlorine. I know how fortunate I am to have … Continue reading Poems, prayers and promises

Until the sun finally comes out again…

Song                                                    Oh! To be a flower                                                    Nodding in the sun,                                                    Bending, then upspringing                                                    As the breezes run;                                                    Holding up                                                    A scentbrimmed cup,                                                    Full of summer's fragrance to the summer sun...                                                                                   Amy Lowell