Stay Here: a summer poem

Can I stay here? Where the grass meets my fingertips, and God feels so near. ~ Where I close my eyes and breathe until my lungs hurt, filled with a lazy summer day’s air, clean and pert, and the whispering wind tugs and plays with my shirt. ~ Can I stay here? Where I smell … Continue reading Stay Here: a summer poem

Poetry: Two Spring Haikus

Grass and Wind: The green grass blowing In warm, whispering spring wind Is very calming The Small River: The cold ice has thawed The small river is now free To bubble and jump We had Autumn Haikus, Winter Haikus, aaand we needed a Spring Haikus post! I hope you enjoyed reading these. Until later, Enjoyed … Continue reading Poetry: Two Spring Haikus