Posted in 2014

My little Ledge August 8 2014

Holding hands
August 08 2014

I was sitting on my little ledge…
A portal to the day’s end… trying to veg… and I could hear…
if I strained my ear…
Just as clear… as if snuggling near… the sounds of night.

The cricket’s song…
the murmuring bird… tucked in tight…for the night,
Fireflies dazzling, what a sight…
but the peace and stillness that calmed my soul…made me whole…was the feel of your hand in mine…entwined… as we stared into the night…delight.

Art: Heather

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A Wife, Mother, Grandmother with tons of experience in the arena called *Life* I love information, and endeavor to utilize it as practically as possible. I have worked as a Healthcare coordinator, HR Manager for over 26 yrs, and 19 +years as a Property Manager. I have raised 4 children and have 8 grandchildren. I love to write poetry and short stories, cook, explore religious experiences and be in charge of stuff :)

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