Sonnet III: Mirror of the Mind

Sonnet III: Mirror of the Mind

Something I locked away deep down inside, Where it will not show, and it will not grow. It is something I feel I need to hide. And more than that, I don’t want you to know. I can’t let you see my blue eyes turn green So I turn away and paint my eyes blue....
Beauty

Beauty

They say that beauty is yours to behold But we do see things differently too What beauty is to me you might see gold Or maybe you will see it all askew. Now beauty is to me is what is new It has ten toes and fingers that are small And will smile up at you when you say...
The First Thing That Comes To Mind

The First Thing That Comes To Mind

What comes to mind is this: I am to write A poem on this and I can not do it. For in my mind there is a great big fight On what was first to come to mind and sit. I think it might have been a bit of wit, But then I think it might have been a spark So now I must decide...
Life

Life

In our small life we are but a small part Our life might be a great big deal to us But on the whole we are a work of art That is just part of larger things, I guess.When you take your small life that you possess And try to make it more than it can hold You will find...
Love Grows

Love Grows

The moment we were introduced by them We knew that something special held us here. As it was bigger than us both was clear And nothing that could be torn or condemned. It was as clear as diamonds are small gems And it was nothing that we had to fear. It was not made...
Sonnet I : Getting Old

Sonnet I : Getting Old

I heard what you said on our wedding day, As “I swear” was the song that was played. Your love you swore would not be betrayed, Even when my hair turn silver or Grey. Now as I find some, do I need to pray? Are you still true to the vow that you made? And...