If every life learned to share

I look around at the empty pewsand wonder where you are.Are you in the cradle of the Lord?After leaving suddenly yesterday,when he took you to his bosom,didn’t he realise what he did to me?The heartache that I’ve feltsince you went away.Our home is so empty without you there.Every room seems vacant and bare.Oh, Lord please…

or of what our religion teaches.We might borrow from both,but they are our rules,made of our own volition,and rules that we live our lives by.14 November 2012

you can the sounds of laughteras the fairies come out to play.They fly through the airon their translucent wingsplaying catch me if you canin the shafts of silver.As the moonlight descendsthrough the blanket of treesthat surround the placeknown wide and far as Sleep Hollow.4 April 2015

but whatever path you takeit is always up to you.Some paths are filled with beautycolourfully decorated on either side.Some paths are not so cheerfuland gloom hangs from every branch.Some paths are well wornwhere many feet have gone through.Some paths have not been ventured onand these always hold something new,but whatever path you takeit is always…

watched the storm clouds roll by.I wondered what would happenduring the evening tidewith those storm clouds.Will they bring forth wind and rain?Will the raindrops danceand tap at my windowpane.However, those storms cloudsjust kept on rolling by.With a sigh of relief,I could see therewill be no storm tonight.

whose warmth envelopes us like the blanketswe use on winter nights.We dance on silver lined cloudsuntil the morning sheds its newborn lightwaking the sleeping childrento spread their wings and fly.When in love tomorrow is todayand the veil of eternity lifts foreverrevealing no boundaries to restrain usfrom the heaven we are within.When in love we are…