with a cosy glow.
Moonlight is for lovers
lighting their way
down leafy lover’s lanes.
Sunlight is for everyone
warming every soul
with a smile of contentment.
Moonlight is drawn by poets
to fill our hearts with romance
when there is a chill in the air.
Sunlight takes our gloom away
spinning a web of warmth
making us smile again.
Moonlight and sunlight
enchant us with their beauty
as each season comes and goes.
16 March 2011
at just around Christmasevery year.Your mind drifts off to placesyou used to knowand all the funyou used to enjoy there.Back to the school dayshow joyous they were,but ask anyone how they felt about themand they’ll tell you they hated it there.In truth, it was the best years of our lives.A time before the worldand its…
misery, heartaches or happiness and love?The future is not ours to seeand what lies ahead is a mysterythat is never solved until it evolves.With all the blessings shared,we can only hope that it willbe better than the last,that all the good things will inherit our lives.It is hope shared by millions as each New Year…
extended down from the hill,to remind us all of faith,and the need to have.It spoke of an ancient story,of the son of God being crucified.It also told how weare all brothers and sisters,though we are spread outacross many, many lands.Some people have said,while looking at the crossthey have seen a figure therewearing a crown of…
play tricks on you.It shows you thingsthat are not really there.The old saying of onlyhalf believe what you seehas more truth in itthan you would believe,as we don’t always see thingsthe way they really are.Take an abstract painting,take a closer look at itand see how many thingsyour mind can make there.Watch the cloudsroll by overheadand…
to warn passing shipsof the dangersthat are lurkinghidden from their viewNow with everythingwe need a beacon lightto help show usthe safest way through.Love is like a minefieldone false step and then we are through.Only fools do not take heedof dangers they cannot see.They rush head on into thingsregardless of the dangers lurking there.They feel they…
the road home is waitingwith a warming glow,a comfy chair to rest our bones,a partner with a large smileto remind us if we thinkof wandering to pastures new.The home we havewith its warming glow.We at times might get boredwanting to seek something new,forgetting momentarilywe have of stable continuity.Then we remember all the thingswe have before…
