I can Smell the Fresh Earth
I can Feel the Crisp Breeze.
The Sunlight on My Face,
As it Filters thru the Trees.
The Magestic Mountains,
As they Surround my Soul,
Offer me Protection,
That Noone else Can Know.
A Walk in the Fresh Air,
The Sounds of God's Creatures.
The Rush of the River,
Give Wonderful Pictures.
A Crackling Fire Dances,
In My Mind and My Heart.
And Bringing Me Closer,
To the Hope of My Hearth.
Some Solitude Reaches,
To Me and My Soul.
As I Plan and I Dream,
To Go Toward My Goal.
And There in the Arms of,
Those Embracing Warm Peaks,
I'll Heal and I'll Find Peace,
And Rise as the Phoemix.
Wishing You Love,Warmth and Light,
Renee
The Emerald Canvas
Painting the Canvas,
With Words so Clear.
Colors of Rainbows.
Feelings so Near.
Warmth Wrapping Tightly.
Light Glowing Bright.
Love Blending into
The the Hue of the Night.
My World came Alive with
Your Paintings so Bright.
Your Words kept Me Loving
These Wonderful Sights.
What Happened to All of
The Colors so Bright?
The Rainbow the Warming,
The Love that was So Right?
I Listened and Tried to
Understand the Pain.
What did I Miss in When,
You Tried Hard to Explain?
The Pallet's Bright Colors,
Are Faded and Cool.
There are No more Rainbows,
Yet I feel Not a Fool.
The Canvas You Painted,
The Emerald True.
The Love that You Taught Me,
Will be Always for You.
Always there,
My Best to You,
Renee
This pic was sent to me by a very wonderful person...I made it into a lake effect..my first to publish :)))
Its called Full Moon.