Monday, February 27, 2012

Pieces of Me

I wander through the yard...picking up pieces of myself.
They scattered in the wind some time ago.
Now I collect them and try to fit them together again.
I can only hope that I find the ones I need.

The pieces of me mend together.
I feel myself growing stronger.
They scattered for a reason.
Because what mends that has been broken is stronger.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

The Seed

When the trumpets sounded
She listened
And heard the great thunder that they made
It wasn't hard

Then she summoned her troops
And called the guards
To her fortress
They would protect her with their lives

It wasn't a mistake that she was caught
Caught in the fortress that she made
Where trouble was frequent
And chaos reigned supreme

It was only by chance that she escaped
At the last second
With nothing to her name
Save a single seed

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Sweet Love

When you curl up on his lap.
And he holds you.
There is nowhere to go.
You are where you need to be.

I love him.
With all my heart.
I want forever.
He wants forever.

Close and then closer.
Nice and then nicer.
Sweet and then sweeter.
Love is a promise between two people.