Morning Grace Today, I arose with a prayer, A whisper in the morning air. Brewed my coffee, and tasted the change, A subtle sweetness, a welcome exchange. Pulled on my running shoes, though they never race, Yet I walked at a pace, a measured grace. Admiring the sky, the trees, the song of the bird, … More Morning Grace
Today is a Gift Today is another in the cycle of sun, Maybe it seems like just another one. A day where you might feel stuck- As if you’ve got no say in your luck. Could be okay or really tough, Depends on the wind, that’s enough. But don’t be fooled into thinking- You’re just … More Today is a Gift
We are the same. We look away while we are looking so deep it hurts. I am my father’s daughter. 🤍✨ … More The Day in the Pasture
We Have Been Shaped I would do just about anything to bottle the perfect place, It’s nestled between the busyness of caring for and raising children, creating a home, a sanctuary, a secure space to flourish, and a tranquil place of peace; still marked by silence, the loneliness that nibbles at the heart. The ups … More We Have Been Shaped
Cozy Autumn In the coziest of seasons, it’s clear,Apple cider and pumpkin spice draw near.When spooky nights give way to our cheer,And warmth and comfort fill the atmosphere. The aroma of apples, a comforting call,By crackling fires, we find solace for all.Soft flannel blankets, snug by the fire’s light,We bask in the embrace of this … More Cozy Autumn 🍂
In solitude’s embrace, when shadows loom, Fear not, for divine grace will surely bloom. This sense of isolation, a mere illusion’s cloak, Designed to prevent your path, and keep you broke. Know this, you soul, in your darkest night, You’re cradled by a presence, radiant and bright. The enemy’s whispers, deceitful and sly, Seek to … More DIVINE FAITH’S TRUTH
Friday’s joy, oh so bright,A reprieve from the week’s long fight.Days of toil, the worst in store,Now we revel in Friday’s door. Thankful for this day so fine,A chance to rest, to intertwine,With hours that stretch, as if to mend,The wounds that weekdays often send. Weekend’s grace, may it extend,As we recover and amend,From a … More Friday
Weary muscles groan, bones creak in a comical tone, a head with its own drumming band—oh, how my bed’s soft land calls.Dream-filled sleep, a remedy fair, for this vessel to repair; a dash of love, a sprinkle of care.Yet weariness extends beyond the skin, my mind in a hurricane spin. Craving relaxation, life’s simple pleasures … More Overworked
Marriage Bliss Poem Happy spouse, happy house, they’ve known, In love’s embrace, their hearts have grown. Not “happy wife, happy life” to heed, For temporary joys don’t meet their need. Why let the clouds of discontent, Eclipse the joy that’s truly meant? In unity, their souls interweave, With shared delight, their spirits shine. Blissful mates … More Marriage Bliss
My Heritage Melting Pot In lands of Russian cold and Scottish mist, Heritage stories we can’t resist. Spanish passion, fiery and bold, French elegance, stories of old. German roots, strong and true, African rhythms, a vibrant hue. Sicilian flavors, a feast for the heart, Native pride is where our journey starts. Tribes of the land, … More My Heritage Melting Pot
Freedom’s Limits Unleashed upon the open road, Unbound to live, to freely roam. Explore the world, embrace each thrill, In learning, feeling, have your fill. But will this freedom always stay, As simple as the present day? To live and be, the answer’s clear, In brief: No, time will bring a sphere. SK
A Child’s Hope Embrace a child’s belief and you shall perceive, Through youthful eyes, where wonders weave. Let your heart once more in hope delight, As dreams take flight in the softest light. Recall the days when the world’s weight pressed, When faith bloomed free, in innocence blessed. Guard against the grip of jaded days, … More A Child’s Hope
Journey Through Life's Magic 