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Love Letter #92: Gardener

Uproot the daffodils from the garden
as they were beginning to thrive;
roots suffocate the fragility of petals
taint the green beginnings of us
when sweet nectar of purity
flowed like honeysuckles
on Grandma’s porch in summer,
innocence fluttering in the breeze
like yellow butterflies coming home.

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I am writing a poem a day from November 22 through December 25, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 22…..This is my 3rd year of doing this series and I feel so blessed! ❤️

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Love Letter #91: In the Ninth Hour

I have grown accustomed to you;
felt you near when I’m alone
with my head in your book,
searching gentle syllables
for the adjectives of your love.

I felt the presence of you pass;
reached out in desperation
for just a chance to touch the hem
in shades of purple and scarlett;
the color of your spilling love.

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I am writing a poem a day from November 22 through December 25, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 21…..This is my 3rd year of doing this series and I feel so blessed! ❤️

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Through the Storm

Weeping willows sway,
dreams tossed about
fall into darkness
of winter.
Sun, oh son,
shine light on my path
that I may find
the secret places of You.

Stir up dust behind me;
my footsteps inside of yours,
my walk, your plan
like the moon and stars,
in perfect alignment.

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I am writing a poem a day from November 22 through December 25, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 20…..This is my 3rd year of doing this series and I feel so blessed! ❤️

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Scattered Seeds

Trees were planted
in the wilderness.

The storm came.
Leaves fell,
branches blew
to and fro.

They would bend
but not break.

Winter came
with wind and snow,
blossoms froze
fell in a flurry;
they perished not,
but, flourished-

rooted in good soil.

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I am writing a poem a day from November 22 through December 25, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 19…This is my 3rd year of doing this series and I feel so blessed! ❤️

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Bloom

You bring me comfort
when words burn
whispers to renew senses
when reality blurs,

You call me forgiven,
leave me blessed
kiss away fears
confirm my steps.

You love,
unconditionally,
when I start to forget
the meaning.

You nurture my soul,
watch me bloom.

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am writing a poem a day from November 22 through December 25, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 18. This is my 3rd year of doing this series and I feel so blessed! ❤️

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Love Letter 89: Home

You are so much more than sunday best
more than a walk through double doors.
Feet find you in flowers, the green of trees
when the breeze plays a symphony

through strands of my hair,
between the gentle of his fingers.

You sit with us in conversation,
envelope us when love is lacking,
read our hearts, without words,
read us; with love, take us home.

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I am writing a poem a day from November 22 through December 25, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 17. This is my 3rd year of doing this series and I feel so blessed! ❤️

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Love Letter #88: December

Faint hum of memories
in sync with my heart;

feelings fall upon his words.
Psalms caress deep wounds
sing songs of love,
when he comes.

It’s 2:00 am and so quiet,
flicker of red, green and blue.

What happened to Novembers
cradling youth like waiting gifts
turned icy

like the coldness of December.

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I am writing a poem a day from November 22 through December 25, 2018 to celebrate the birth of Jesus. This is day 16. This is my 3rd year of doing this series and I feel so blessed! ❤️