The String of A Heart

The sting of a heart string

rings loud and true

Fire burns within my soul

at the mere thought of loving you

Can't we skip the games

that others seem to play

Let go and be free

Free to love our own way

Strip our masks away

and stand eye to eye, soul to soul

Showing every blessing and flaw

Loving true, complete, and whole

April's Tree

A wander through the woods

Finds a giant in the mist

When your soul seeks food

Like first love, first laugh, or first kiss

A mossy covered centurion

Waits amid the ferns

And though it’s not the only one

For it, your heart yearns

You brace yourself against its trunk

You need to feel its strength

I know that could you save it

You’d go to such great lengths

Alas, like all living things

Future, present, and past

Your great tower fell

You see it could not last

Take heart now

For beneath it shows

A new beginning

It’s seedling grows

To start life anew

Dedicated to my Aunt April

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This Garden

She does to her garden flee

In all of life’s great moments

Beneath the glorious maple tree

To ponder her thoughts alone

Seeking out in her misery

The garden she calls "Home"

The hyacinth and daisy try

To lift her spirits up

The daffodil and the iris cry

"Don't drink that bitter cup!

But come to us, when you comfort need

Come tell us your great pain

Let your troubles be like a seed

That washes away in the rain"

Thus the garden spoke to her

In her moment of doubt

So she said "Let this garden be

What my life is about."

Dedicated to Great Gran. Arlene Loucille Anderson

Feb 1906- Sept 2007

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