Beach hat on couch back
Calls me to walk in sunshine
But breakfast calls too
World of Color
Steps crunching on path
through orange leaves
of a tree tunnel
Yellow sun glowing
at the end
displaying leaf silhouettes
Green leaves
here and there
hanging on to summer
A Treasure
I have a treasure.
It’s you, my sister.
You don’t realize
How much I care.
I didn’t even realize it
Until recently.
I wish the best for you.
When you are sad
It grieves my heart.
In all of the ups and
downs
Adventures and struggles
Our hearts knit together.
Give, Given
Give and it will be given
But don’t give to get
Give from a pure heart
Let love be your debt
On the Edge
She’s on the edge—
Fire, wind, rain shut up
in her soul.
Not sure what’s ahead if she
steps out.
Is it holy indignation—
Like Jesus upturning temple
tables?
Or something dark?
She waits.
Breathes.
1, 2, 3…
My Hope
The Lord is good, my hope my rock
I’m glad I’m in the Father’s flock
The Lord is good, my hope my rock
Hand in hand, with Him I walk
He purchased me at a great cost
The Lord is good, my hope my rock
Without Him I’d be sadly lost
Scrubbing, cleaning, dusting, organizing
Mowing, weeding, bringing out
extra beds
So I’m getting in my exercising
Scrubbing, cleaning, dusting, organizing
Take some breaks at times
hubby’s advising
Stocking fridge and getting
sheets and bedspreads
Scrubbing, cleaning, dusting, organizing
Mowing, weeding, bringing out extra beds