Returning Home

 Returning Home

The day had turned cooler

The sky was a darker blue

The trees had lost their leaves

Mother wrapped her babe tightly in a green shawl

She knew it was warm and snug

She hurried through the meadow

Eager to get home before night fell

She would be happy when she reached her own hearth

I am always so happy when returning home

Where all is familiar and safe

Love and light  Marie

 

Whispers in the Garden

 The sun shone brightly, it's golden rays warmed the young child

Quietly she wandered  into the garden

Soft was her tread

The sound of bird song could be heard

She always carried some breadcrumbs in her pocket

She loved listening to their sweet song

It always filled her with joy

She caught a faint whisper on the breeze

 She knew who was whispering

It was the flower children

 She spied them smelling the flowers

Their perfume filled the air

Oh how she loved the garden 

It was her favorite place to play

Remember to take the time to go quietly out into the garden and be still and quiet

You just might hear whispering

Love and light  Marie