the air now crisped with cold
some leaves still hold color
they warm my shivering heart
Warmth
Weathered Boards
old barn
heart chamber
of the farm
Awake In The Dream
the world
awash in bloom
I am centered
in the heart of creation
Hearts
keep them
on your sleeves
for soulmates and bees
A Good Morning
sunshine and new blooms
the kind of day
that heals hearts
Hearts Abound
seed pods and sugar houses
share the same wish
love, love, love
I Bloom For Butterflies
there is one heart
I wish to make sing
the one with the artfully painted wings
A Heart Can Hold Everything
shadow bird
perched inside
the lily’s heart
Joy
sometimes joy leaps up
in my heart
like crocus from the ground
Rise
morning opens my eyes
my heart longs to embrace
the soul of this day
Forever
etched
into my heart
the vibrancy of bloom
At The Center
the heart
of the farm
the red barn
Side By Side
through the heart
of the valley
travels the river and train
Tender Hearted
amidst her silver foliage
fine and fancy hearts
on the garden’s sleeve
The Sad Flower Made Happy
penitent’s rose
the heart’s bloom
when forgiven
Solitude
I gave
my heart to nature
now I am never alone
Abiding Love
so many hearts
as much love
as the world needs
And Your Heart Skips A Beat
sweet as a kiss
upon your cheek
pink tulip’s bloom
My Captured Heart
taken by
a special face
in the cheering crowd
Aflutter With Joy
heartbeat
of spring
crocus seen
With An Open Heart
receive
the gift
of now
Herbal Medicine
depth of blue
that can cool
an angry heart
The Garden’s Sleeve
early spring
the garden wears
her heart on her sleeve
Shine
August sun
the heart of heat
lighting everything from within
Where the heart is
my mountain home
dwarfed by the immense blue sky
everything is in its place
The Day Rose Softly
the sound
of a solitary bird
walking the riverside rocks
The Life of Healing
near the heart
remains evidence
of a dark jagged year
that had to be grown around
Replenished
joy made tangible
those tender greens
make my heart sing
Sky Light
a ray of light
within the dark
rekindles hope
and warms the heart
Quiet Courage
bowed to the forces of nature
resilience is the heart
of the wind swept pine