Elation

as false February
revises tiny buds
my heart sings of spring

Haiku

icy fingers drip
winter whites touch all
oh,grant us a spark of spring

Pale Winter

pale winter reins still
trees moan swaying in the wind
soon spring shall rise again

Side By Side

side by side we walked in life
never thinking that we would part
when it came like she from Rivendale
I knelt each day beside your grave
now at the end of time once more
we lie side by side

My Memory Of You

years pass seasons change
hearts wither each day
yet my love remains

Mirage Of Love

the mirage of love
deep within your gray-blue eyes
keeps my soul longing

News.....

Hello friends and readers. Sorry I am not yet back. I fell and broke several ribs after coming home from hospital. Luck of the Irish..... When feeling less pain I hope to be able to write again