Dec 24 2009
Silver green
scent of pine
sparkling treasures
huddle near blazing hearth
Winter sleeps
‘neath ebon sky
stars embrace
the artic chill
Children dream
parents sleep
sleighbells sound
reindeers snort
Christmas settles
like soft fall snow
giving angels birth
and wishes truth
copyright 2009
Aug 19 2008
There is a light here
that shines from the moon
and sends me gentle
to sleep
There is a song here
that comes from the ocean
and guides me safely
to truth
There are colors here
that come from the sun
and sends me quiet
to my place
There is a whisper here
that comes from your tears
and embraces me eternal
to life
I am not gone
I am just waiting
Until
we meet
again
(for my dear friend, Kim. love, sarah)
copyright 2008
Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.
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