Sweet Grace!

Gull In The Rain

Dancing With Delight

I know that I should not be glad
When this world’s full of pain
And yet, I just can’t help myself,
I’m laughing once again!
 
I know that I should not be blithe
When this world’s full of woe
But here I am dancing again
Because I love it so!
 
I know that I should be subdued
From burdens life can bring
And yet, here I am full of joy,
Raising my voice to sing.
 
I know this may be out of line,
But joy is where I live,
For I am bursting with delight
At all life’s got to give!

One Tough Bird

 

 

In Flight

Racing the Sun

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rising upon the morning light,

Racing against the sun,
Rejoicing in the thrill of flight
Before the day’s begun.

Left Turn

Life Without A String

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dance with joy, lift up your heart,

Raise you voice and sing,
Let delight sweep you away,
Live life without a string!!!

Wave Dancing

 

Food Fight

Bouncy Landing

Life Out On A Limb

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life’s not always in our favor,

The odds can get quite slim.
That’s when you have to find your faith
And live out on a limb.
 
For you can never beat the odds,
However long or grim,
If you’re always playing it safe.
So get out on a limb.

Racing the Sunrise

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They spent the night within the reeds

That rustled on the shore,
For there’s no way to count the risks
The night might hold in store.
 
But, with the first light of the dawn,
They all take wing and fly,
To race the rising morning sun
Across the golden sky.

A Shattered Heart

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What kind of heart just walks away

And leaves it all behind?
What kind of person just lets go
And becomes hard to find?
 
What kind of soul can turn away
And not look back with tears?
How hard must that heart have become
To block out all those years?
 
Perhaps it’s not a hardened heart,
But one that broke that day;
A heart so damaged it must hide,
One too shattered to pray.
 
Perhaps it drowned, the day it broke,
In tears that have run dry,
For how can love grow green within
The desert of that eye?
 
Or maybe it took what was left,
The little it could save,
And buried it within itself,
A fearful, living grave.
 
What kind of heart just walks away
And leaves its love behind?
The kind that crawls away through shards
That used to be its mind.

My Peeping Tom

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The gauzy curtain, wispy gray,

Blown softly, soon began to fray
And, as the clouds slipped from the sky,
The stars rose up, hushed, swift and spry.
 
I sat and worked beneath starlight,
Feeling safe within the night,
Until a chill slipped up my back
As if a ghost was on my track.
 
I turned, and through my window pane
I saw him peering once again.
My heart beat quick, my face went red,
A thousand thoughts ran through my head.
 
With breathtaking audacity
The moon just grinned and winked at me!