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Poems & Selections

Mother’s Garden

My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart;
she planted all the good things
that gave my life it’s start.She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem…And when the wind and rains came,
she protected me enough…
but not too much because she knew
I’d need to stand up strong and tough.Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong…
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.I am my Mother’s garden
I am her legacy
and I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me.

I am ready to create my keepsake

It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up

By Emily Dickinson It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bells Put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh I felt siroccos crawl, – – Nor fire, for just my marble feet Could keep a […]
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Vanished

By Emily Dickinson She died, —this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.
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Irish Blessing 03

May the Irish hills caress you. May her lakes and rivers bless you. May the luck of the Irish enfold you. May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
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Nothing Gold Can Stay

By Robert Frost Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.
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