A single bus and then repeat
In a straight line proudly stand
Awaiting their journey’s start
At leisure while in another place
Travelers anxiously strain
For a glimpse of that expected arrival
Anticipating a bright splash of yellow
Or maybe today, perhaps, there might be red?
Tag poetry

Thank you Mum!
Raging Fire
Celebration of Spring
First day of Spring today. A new month, a new week, a new season. May it bring in a new season of our lives. A season where we can be confident, assured, content and happy. Joy-filled. May all the past and any bitterness and regret be washed away, and a new beginning welcomed. I look to the sun and blue skies and the buds and blossoms and I feel encouraged and strengthened and joyous. The warmth fills my heart and lifts me up. Allows me to grow from where I am, my despair and anguish and pain is cast aside. And filled with laughter and love and joy, and there is a smile on my heart. That smile that radiates from within and bubbles out and springs forth and cannot be hidden.
We are blessed indeed.

My love for you is timeless, ageless, written in the earth. I love you now, forever and for all time.



