The Spark

You don’t know how you make me feel You’ve created a spark in me that’s burned so bright A spark I’ve fanned to flames Flames of light and fire and sometimes fireworks I keep glowing each day because you’ve rubbed off some of you on me Though age and distance and time may conflict I

Rainbow

Two rainbows in two days More promises to be fulfilled A little hope, renewed peace A spark in wait of a transition Yes it tarried, but I waited Praying and hoping for a sign Crying and thinking out loud Rubbing minds and making plans Another sign of a change to come Yes it’s tarried, I’m

Wounds Into Wisdom

These days I’m not ashamed to share I simply give without hoping to receive Each moment taught me a lesson I simply do what Oprah said to do I turn my wounds into wisdom.

Through The Storm

 Through the storm I went Out with an attitude from the altitude With a strength different from theirs Because they never suffered or failed like I did Through the storm I went Battled with hard knocks from rain drops The thunder and lightning coupled with fear In it I learned the many things I hope