My daughter faeries two

From days long gone the days of youth,
these two are ours and are our truth.
The light that shines from out their eyes,
is pure as pure and holds no lies.

Women now, girls no longer,
my love for them grows stronger.
And should my life end this day...no need to worry they know the way. the way of light the way of truth..lessons learned under our roof.
The way of kindness the way of fun...I am amazed at what we have begun.

Two daughter faeries have my heart... and having that no need to part

As winter runs away my days...
my eyes recall the faeries gaze...
nor frost nor snow nor blizzard's sting can keep the faeries from Springing's sing.










Nor...gusty winds and air with chill...
the Spring it brings the faeries will




And in the hours before dawn begins...the faeries gather with gilded wings.











The days do warm the flowers bloom....and faerie faces fill my room...I am blessed and know I am...my faerie faces again began

And Spring is near...the sun returns. With the sun the faeries dance...
in morning's light they will entrance

















from Forrest wild and climates mild...the faeries come man woman and child.










Their faces turned unto the sun...we will go where they come from

Around the corner

Around the corner a flash of green...













liquid tears and a hat so red, I couldn't believe my eyes.

Laughter flowed along a ripple of air so light and cool, I couldn't believe my ears.

On my tongue a taste of spring so clean and fresh I couldn't believe my tongue.

A smell drifted up my nose, so sweet and so full of memory I could not believe my nose.

The touch so light upon my skin of little fingers and lips so slight so I couldn't believe what I felt on my skin.


And there they were for just the flash, so there, so totally there, and gone as fast...as always

The times at night when thoughts take flight
...and tears do come..
my mind holds close to the softness of my family warm and laughing...
and now so scattered.

And how to be now he is gone...and my heart is so alone.
"I love you big four up in the stars and the sky" said he to our daughter when she asked him aged four, how much he loved her, thirty years ago... and still we write the words in his memory in letters and cards...

And here they are...

In tree branches and flowery beds,

on moonlight beams they rest their heads...

Spring is near and wintry winds and chill

is blessed by a faery's will.































The sun returns and so the flowers,

the days are balmy as are the hours.

In light of grass in light of day...

the time has come for faeries' play.

Their light is bright as are their eyes,

their hearts are pure they tell no lies.

And when they dance and when they smile

my world stands still a little while.