Musical notes, so faint I
Thought I was dreaming,
The light, the music, form
A tapestry of sensations.
It is insistent and it is time
To get up to enjoy the day
That the light and sound
Promises
Tag Archives: Gratitude
The gift
Joy. He has such a capacity for
Joy. His dark mood can never
Obliterate his expressions of
Joy. It bubbles through, and he
Appreciates some kindness he
Has the sense to sense. Small
Joys win out over big sorrows
It is his gift. A measure of joy.
In gratitude
I write to remember my
Gratitude and my love. I
Write to forget my fears
And my anger. I write to
Right wrongs my heart
Feels. I write to see all
The emotions painted
In a panorama of good
And bad. Yes and ugly.
But when I write I am
Always grateful for you.
Tamara, really 