Sun Kissed Days

Sun Kissed Days

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Summer kissed days

Summer kissed days,
did I dream of this moment
when you were born. 
Pride swells within
for your accomplishments 
and your journey.
It is no longer the
days and years that I embroidered 
With delicate threads of love and knowledge
It is your hard work and vision.
I held you in my arms
and sang you lullabies 
I read you books of wars and peace
of cultures foreign 
and told you that we were all one,
You were wide eyed
with an open heart and imagination 
with purpose and intention.
You grew into a man
that others admire
and I my dearest
can only sigh
and be thankful that you call me mom. 

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

A June Morning

The owls await
peeking from their burrow
greeting the day.
I capture a snapshot
as they exit and lounge
on green grass
knowing that it's different
than yesterday's.
They are not modeling new fur,
or wearing a hat,
nor a new disposition,
but something is changed
even if I can't pinpoint to what it is.
I watch with joy every time
we meet.
" Good morning", I utter,
they look back silently.
Some days they shy away
and hide.
Sometimes they meet my gaze,
their brave souls shinning
through bright eyes
but I 
as they
know that they are different today.

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