I sat in the sun today
Coated against the cold
Facing south and the garden I tend
Sleeping under its bed of snow
And snow melted in patches
In the boxwood
Dripping like the small birds
That hide in their branches
The birds, the sun, the melt, the snow
The beauty
Had me asking
When can I go?
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Author:
Lorna (
Offline) - Published: February 19th, 2018 05:54
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Change and decay
In all around I see !
O Thou who changes not
Abide with Me !
Yes indeed LAURA all "living things ~ change and decay ~ including ourselves and our Loved ones. But GOD never changes and I have FAITH when my last Train comes I am assured of a place in GLORY ~ AMEN Thanks for sharing BRIAN
Where ya going? So ya are not coming back, then? it is a one-way ticket? heehee. oohhh.
sad but beautiful , lorna x
Thank you Charlotte.... happy afternoon in the UK!
This brought the picture right into my mind - a great work Lorna
Love the flow and formation of this verse Lorna. An excellent read.
I'm sure there's a place in your mind you visit quite regularly. It's in a realm where perfection can be and is a respite from such days as midwinter brings. I'm sure we all have these places and we daydream.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if when we daydreamed our imaginations could actually meet up and play like the children we've forgotten we really still are!
Hope this cheered you up.
Very good write Laura and great imagery.
Thanks for all your much appreciated comments......
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