May 20th

I think about her almost everyday The girl I used to be The one who's slowly, in her time, coming back to me I pray for her, I hope that she No matter what the climate be Will┬átake the time On bended knee In rightful posture And with a thankful heart Give all the praise… Continue reading May 20th


My Favorite Tree Poem

  I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her… Continue reading My Favorite Tree Poem