Young Minds

Young minds,

I want to share my fears

and tears,

my bleeding heart,

my concern.

I want to listen to the rhythm

of your thoughts,

I want to absorb your feelings.

I do not wish to correct,

judge,

lecture,

shut you down.

I wish to listen,

I wish to tune in.

I won't say that you are 

wrong because you see the world

in a different light.

I  want to embrace

your originality 

and young wisdom.

I want to embrace

your innocence and vulnerability.

Young minds you possess 

hope

in dreams we have lost,

in battles we have abandoned,

in lives come undone.

Young minds,

we know

 we were in your shoes once.
Young minds
one small
or big lesson,
follow your hearts
so you don't lose your souls.  



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Happy 28th Birthday

I've been told that my face

lights up when I see you.

What they can not see is 

that my heart dances

and soars.

The sun seeped into my soul

the day you were born,

wrinkled skin,

ten fingers,

ten toes,

my spirit bloomed .

You smiled and 

touched my face,

I felt pure love and devotion. 

Time stood still,

as I held you,

my heart full.

We grew side by side,

 two peas in a pod,

bookends.

Life was messy,

imperfect,

but I stood in the storm,

faced the dragons,

looked them in the eye,

and looked within my soul.

I nourished you with love,

I nourished you with books,

words danced between us.

The pages of our life filled

with wonder and discoveries.

Delightful things you said 

filled with wisdom and tenderness

as I listened in awe.

 You taught me forgiveness

and redemption.

I taught you that the world

was yours,

to listen to your heart 

and extend your gifts to the world.

Compassion and love,

one life,

one step at a time.

There was a time I carried you

in my arms,

your legs wrapped around my waist.

Now, 

I carry you in my heart,

in every thought,

in every waking moment.

I love you forever my son.

 

 

 

 

My son's birthday is January 24th. He will be 28 which seems amazing to me. I had him when I was 24 so I feel like we grew up together. I raised him on my own until the age of 9 when I was blessed to find love and a man that raised my son as his own. Josh, Happy Birthday! we love you and we are so proud of the man and humanitarian that you are. May all your wishes come true. We wish you, Happiness, Love and Peace.

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My snow angel

You made snow angels

in the white soft snow.

The sun was honey colored,

like the color of my dreams.

The moments fleeting,

it was not lost on me.

I knew that these are magical moments

that will become a rarity,

because I gave you wings

to soar up high,

to fly,

to taste freedom and life.

I savored the hours,

through my dark glasses.

My soul rested,

the way we did in the lodge

up in the woods.

Snow was silent,

like my thoughts.

I left the worries behind

to elevate my soul,

to lay my weary heart

in a safe place.

I listened to the mountains

as the sun rose
 it brushed up

against them
 and fondled them.

I drank coffee in front of the fire 

I listened to the woods,

I listened to my spirit.

The tree is twinkling,

your baby ornaments wink 

attempting to make me smile.

My dreams came true,

you created a life

you soar like the stars,

This Christmas my heart will

miss you more than you'll ever know.

Our son Josh was not home for Christmas. It was the first time in 27 years, the first time since he was born. We were blessed to have him here for the New Year. I wrote this poem in December and now I am sharing it. Please join us here http://dversepoets.com/ where we share our thoughts and our hearts.

Gratitude

Words on trees
pretending to be leaves,
swaying in the breeze,
floating in the universe.
Kindness,
hope,
inspiration,
love,
grace,
faith,
peace,
words to live by.
I choose you to be
the one for me,
you whisper in my ear,
when I awaken from my sleep.
I hear your voice
in my dreams.
I have walked with you,
through our long journey.
You found me in a dark place,
and you lifted me,
you pulled thorns out of my soul.
We choose words,
to walk with them,
a word to define the year.
A new day,
a new page,
we slice to pieces,
to savor,
to squander away.
We choose a word to stuff
into the pockets of our hearts,
to fly on the wings of our spirit.
Gratitude,
you are my constant companion.
I whisper your
name a thousand times.
I dance with you in the rain,
you embrace me when I weep.
You are simple and complicated,
you are fear, you are love.
You are tears, you are laughter.
I carry you as
you carry me.

 

 

My word for this year is gratitude. Gratitude is my companion. I selected it last year as well. This is a poem I wrote then.