I hope you can find a quiet and shady spot today...as I write, the temperature is reading 34 degrees ...hotter than we are used to in England! As they say, 'this too will pass' and will probably become a distant memory before too long! In the meantime, my writing desk is piled with work for another, cooler day, so I leave you with a handful of poems. May you find shady, quiet nooks in which to read and contemplate. I Will I will sit in the apple orchard And feel the warmth of the sun, I will watch the dancing butterflies And watch the children run. I will see the kaleidoscope of colours Unfolding all around And feel the memory of a hundred summers Fall like feathers to the ground. I will hold nothing more than dreams And love and love and love, For this is all we have it seems But then, all we need IS love. I will let the day run its course And mark the time only by falling shadows And feel the peace Only the wise man knows. I will forget to ask for answers To how and why and when, And know that though the darkness falls The world will turn again. Lmh
Be Hopeful I had a conversation with the night As I had time to spare, I asked it what the world looked like From the midnight sky up there. The moon peeped through the window All silvery and light And told me from where he was Earth was a magical sight. I told him there where divisions That spread throughout the land And there was sadness and unrest That was hard to understand. He said once his shift was finished He'd hand over to the sun, Then talk to his superiors To see what could be done. And as I waited below 'Be hopeful', he said with a smile, 'Tuck love under your pillow And rest there for a while.' Lmh
Sweet Peas A tangle of petals Lilac, pink and white Bunched together In haphazard delight. A handful of summer Is the gift that I bring, Soft scent to stir the memory Tied up with string. Lmh
Notes From Dove Lane 