Writing is a hobby and a creative outlet for me. I write about my observations of the world around me and about my thoughts and feelings. My poems come from the heart and I hope that you will find them enjoyable.
I was a sapling once
with my whole life ahead of me.
...
Under the pine tree we did play,
sister and sister, sharing sunny days,
unmindful of any world but our own.
It was a young world
...
It is not yet spring.
The birds return and build their nests,
the sun lingers long in the sky,
...
Tiny rootlets burrow down,
Seedlings spring forth glory-bound,
Jewels set in Nature's crown.
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Old tree stump,
your life long gone,
yet new life sprouts
from your head -
...