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WARNING!! WRITER!!

A thousand tomorrow’s Will rise and fall As I cling helplessly To the bitter side Of that yesterday Which shattered My ability to cling To the hope of love today While surrounding my soul With the stark emptiness Of the broken evermore…

“Do you believe in God, ” you asked, through my bolted door. “Do you believe in endless tears, ” I replied. You were silent for a long moment. I almost thought you had gone. “Don’t you believe in heaven, ” you asked. “Don’t you believe in being forever lost, ” I answered back; a question of my own. “I believe in Jesus, ” you stated. “I believe in human monsters, ” I countered. You read a scripture to me. I listened. The door never opened. You never walked away. You simply kept speaking I simply kept listening. You were offering I was thinking. You were outside I was inside We repeated this dance, religiously, You and I And you keep coming back. And I keep listening The door does not open. You never ask me why I accept your lesson You accept my fear … Today, I prayed.

Studying quietly next to my son, I heard his heart beat today, And understood, for the very first time, THIS…this, is the true sound of love …and it is …Priceless

Prairie lights dazzle me, As fireflies race, and chase, and play, Dashing quickly behind Ancient Oak Tree One blinks, the other runs away Happily they cry, “Hey, Come tag me” While Mr. Owl wakes, stretching his wings He opens wide eyes, and begins to survey What tasty morsel the night might bring Pink and White Moon flowers swing and sway As the newest ‘Hopper’ is crowned High King The Cicada band begins to play Ravishing butterflies on freshly wet wings Find their first air in a magical display Orange and yellow and red clouds fling Into the mysterious “Fairy’s Ballet” Dandelions flirt making sure they’re seen For tomorrow’s wishes, as children play Among the wildflowers entering A loving heart’s bouquet Down by the pond, fresh Water Poppy Float between large Lily Pad sleighs Carrying young toads to adventuring Deep, ballooned throats; a full cachè To store the curious, which dare to spring The trap a sticky, long tongue will laye Marty Lizard; tail in a purple sling Sets out quietly to prey Before a feast that just might sting! The broken tree, a new snail highway Provides Alice Turtle a perfect swing To catch moonlit bubbles in which she’ll bathe While Sammy Snake comes slithering Down to the bank to play Canvasback Carl and RedHead Sue ring An announcement of their wedding day! Luce the Canadian Goose brings Erving To accompany her to the fancy soiree The Racoon Family arrive; arguing Whether the beautiful masks, now upon display Could be politely removed, without a social ping! The Squirrels brought nuts for their stay Not realizing the mess the shell might leave And the shyest deer sweetly danced in today, As Fairies joined Pixies dressed in green Gathering excited Fireflies to light the way Back to the Prairie’s flower lined terrene.