Finding Stories

You capture my heart Touch my soul With care and compassion Make my life complete Always there when I am down Or in a bad mood Turning dark to light Chasing doubts away A treasure you are Filling my life with love A true gift  From above    

You have always felt it Something inside Always with you A heartbeat away Then two hearts meet The souls join The happiness and joy Immediately take over Temporary interruptions Are small worries A matter of time To reflect on your love A smile A laugh A memory or two Your heart begins to beat faster Your temperature And breathing rises too Your content You found your love It is without doubt you know your home Never to l...

You are my music You are my song You are the next beat of my heart I can dance the night away With you in my arms Under the stars at night Under the sun so bright You and I together Can make our world right Miracles happen everyday I know this is true I know this because I found a miracle with you

As I sit and look out my window I see the snow falling. The stillness of the night as the moon reflects on the snow covered trees gives off a kind of magical feeling. I start to daydream of my youth, when I was in awe of each new thing. Oh, how I would dream of my birthday and finally when the day was here I would see the gifts and realize none were from you. How I would wait for each Christmas Day and no presents had you...

How can I reconcile the two? Happiness and the urge to grieve. One is a dream at last come true. One is horrible to believe, By both I was filled with treasure, From both I derived a pure bliss. Meeting one has brought me pleasure. Losing one has brought me distress. We are left with the world we have With blessings and pain still around. How can this be, what is the salve, Why should we not have joy abound? One journey t...

It takes a lot for me, to share pieces of my heart through my words.Though it has helped me open, I still find parts still closed.This looking at myself has been a great learning for me,though hard to put into words or feelings for me.I have a lot more of myself,to share with those, willing to look past my faults. Trying to figure ones self out, is the hardest thing to learn of all.Join me for part of this, my friend, fro...

sort of a little poem that came to me just now :)I wander this landPack on my backTraveling the land, free I goThe place I end up tomorrowI just don't knowI follow the open roadWander through the foothills, the mountainsThe forest is where I call homeThis is where I wander, this is where I roamNo building to call my home, I carry home on my backThe life I long to live, start to walkAnd not look backWander and roam around...