Pockets

Pockets

My mother-in-law always reminded me of Mother Hubbard. Short and round, with her hair pulled up in a bun atop her head.  Her face was wrinkled by time and hard work, but her smile was ever present.  And just as present was the multi-pocketed apron with treasures that...
My Forever Friend

My Forever Friend

Those sad eyes When I have to leave And your excitement When I return Working or at rest You are right beside me Your joyful spirit At a simple game Your silent support When I am hurting Who will comfort me Now that you are gone Rest well ~ My forever friend Sandy...
My Feline Friend

My Feline Friend

You are aloof Wanting attention On your terms And never mine You bring presents From who knows where And leave them For me to find You walk across my keyboard Making edits I didn’t want or need And in spite of a deluxe Covered mansion It’s my couch You scratch and...
My 40-Acre Room

My 40-Acre Room

Roads snake through soft hills and valleys of green grass, dotted with trees; sentinels keeping watch.  Flowers and decorations come and go with the seasons, but what is ever present is a sense of calm and peace. My 40-acre room is a cemetery.  It has been alive...
Heaven Holds a Piece of Me

Heaven Holds a Piece of Me

You left and we weren’t ready But no one ever is There’s nothing to fill the vacuum Of the life that you once lived My human heart is broken And with human eyes I cry But heaven holds a piece of me Somewhere beyond the sky Heaven holds a piece of me Until I hear His...