Dimples

In the simple 
I find dimples
those little dents
where angels meant
to make smiles
shine through miles
oh those pockets
perfect for lockets
to remind me
of what I
long to see

For

Gratitude isn’t 
very grand
dreams are
and wishes
can be
but gratitude
like kindness
is frequently
very simple
and quiet
just a
thanks for

Morning

I love 
morning most
when hope
and happiness
slowly trickles
and tickles
and fingers
find flesh
and hands
their home
this quiet
without question

Three

Today marks three
just a few
more than one
or a couple
it’s the beginning
of a pattern
or the end
of an achievement
not a gaggle
or a group
maybe a clique
this three though
will go unnoticed
like little eggs
in a nest

Try

At the end 
I tried means
more to the
soul than I
was afraid or
scared ever will