Trees dancing wildly
in the Westerly.
Love.
Waves rearing back,
white foam curling, arching,
then breaking,
the song of the sea
an unending symphony,
I, joyous audience,
heart applauding.
Love.
Pup's urn and Jasmine's photo
enshrined on my dresser.
Forever my Love.
Cute new little nest
in the treetops
of the west.
Love.
At peace, and joyous,
in the home of my spirit.
Love,
love and gratitude,
singing in my heart.
for Susan's prompt at Midweek Motif: Love
Hi Sherry, Are you settled in your new nest now? I am so happy for you :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful, wonderful "pointed words"! Love.
ReplyDeleteOh Sherry this is soo beautiful, so heartfelt sigh.. glad to have you back❤️
ReplyDeleteIf you have the song of the sea as well that would be magic! Lucky you.
ReplyDeleteTo find love in little miracles of nature..that takes a special kind of person.
ReplyDeleteSomeone is having a good time.
ReplyDeleteDream on... (It makes for good poetry)
I am so very happy for you. Treetops and the sea –perfection!
ReplyDeleteThe different kinds and forms of love are well emphasized in your verse. Well-penned.
ReplyDelete-HA
wild tree-dance, sea songs, lay in wait for their joyous audience...enjoy to your fill...Love...
ReplyDeleteIn the "home of your spirit" with all loved things about you. So beautifully expressed.
ReplyDeleteLove.
ReplyDeleteWoohoo. You made it! Now all we have to do is squeeze you into a wet suit and get you on to a board.
ReplyDeleteWonderful, Sherry. You are finally in the place that you love, surrounded by love as well!
ReplyDeleteyay!
ReplyDeletePup's urn and Jasmine's photo
ReplyDeleteenshrined on my dresser
Specific mementos would always sustain that inner feeling thus filling the void!
Hank
They all have distinctly different personalities, and that's what endears them so much to us ...
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