Because there are robins

because there are robins, harbingers of spring. because there are robins, that hush and take wing. because there are robins, with gentle peeping eyes. because there are robins, the heart gives pause, then sighs. because there are robins, with the wind at their backs. because there are robins, one forgets what she lacks. within theContinue reading “Because there are robins”

His eyes

Deep reflections Wondering steps Mysterious pools of laughter Temptations doorway Miracles edge A sweet poem not yet heard Quiet serenity Clarity granted A lonely moment of contentment A blister of pain, quickly covered A small quake of passion A second of worry, a year of pain An endless questing for answers I see it allContinue reading “His eyes”