As the light of day descends

the angel stood observingsilently waiting to help anyonewhose despair was tearingat their lonely soul.A guardian angelstanding in the shadows of the sun.14 June 2009Author’s Note:This poem was inspired by a painting by my very dear friend Melvina Germain.

meets the night.The hour when the sunrests its head at sunset.The time when loverscome out to play,taking walks downleafy lover’s lanesbefore the moonwakes its sleepy head.Twilight a timenear the end of the day13 April 2008

I had the eerie feeling of something watching me.The lightning forced shadows to dance around the room,as I got ready to pull the covers over my head,my eyes searched for movementof which I was unaware ofmy heart pounded against my chestas the storm raged without abate.There was a tapping at the window;I was not brave…

treads my furry petbutts my pen with his headthen with amber eyeslooks at me dolefullyas if to say “Did I do something wrong? ”Again, with head gives my pen another shoverolls on his back to have his tummy rubbed.Drippy tap, ears alertflick with paw makes muddy dirtwill sit in sink all day longwhen tap washers…

soon the grass will have a blanket of whitenights will get longerthen soon it will be over for another year.Spring will be with usnew growth will spring up from the groundthe days will get warmerwhen summer once again appearsspreading its colours everywhere.Then it is back into autumn once moreand the chilly air that it brings.Love…

a single bloom lovingly placedin a jacket lapel.A proud moment of a fatherwalking his daughter down the aisleto the new love in her lifeas her mother stands with silent tears.Years pass quicklyand the wilting bloom remainsin the jacket lapelnever to be replaced.New life greets a new day,there is stardust in her father’s eyesas he watches…