Whenever you do
Anything that you
Love to do
You always do
It well because
Doing that which
You love allows
The heart to
Sing the miraculous
Song of heaven
Simply life’s lullaby
Category: Recollections
RememberSummer
Even inside I
Can tell fall
Is coming not
By color but
By wind licking
Trees and grass
Soon leaves will
Leap like tiny
Spinning parachutes landing
And carpeting everything
Under foot calico
Fleeing from chills
To warming fires
We will huddle
And remember summer
Winds (for Trey)
What I don’t
Want is the
Humid summer night
Breeze delicately wafting
Through opened curtains
Bathing me in
Late night chills
What I do
Want is fall
Leaves giving way
To November winds
And taking my
Autumn colors on
Wings to far
Off places setting
Me delicately on
Comforters of green
Where I can
Then take root
Grow and canopy
You many summers
AgainGod
Again speaking to
God He reminded
Me that those
That torment others
Are the ones
In bondage not
Those in chains
For those chained
Have free hearts
But those inflicting
Pain are indeed
Those most suffering
For cold hearts
Are those likely
To be broken
BeautifulThings (for Robert)
I do enjoy
Beauty is there
Nothing more beautiful
Than a field
Of wild flowers
Fresh and plump
Fully sunned and
Damp with dew
Except perhaps for
That dried bouquet
Kept for years
Simply because with
It comes my
Memories of you
And it’s you
That is my
Most beautiful thing
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 