My
basket
is brimming
with
happy
cliché's
~
I've
waited
so long
for its
coming!
Counting
off minutes
of so
many
days,
And sure
that
the clock
had stopped
running.
Yet
hidden
inside
I kept
holding
on
to gifts
God and
my angels
had given
me ~
A promise
of love
to help
bring
me along,
and the
good
that
is coming
to me.
The
old ways
of thinking
are falling
away
as new
patterns
move
into
their
place.
I'm stepping
out of
the pain
that
I wore
and putting
a smile
on my
face!
I'm always
returning
to basics
it seems
~
To eat
well,
to rest,
and to
breathe!
To live
by the
moment,
embracing
what's
new
And stand
firmly
on what
I believe.
Ah,
Springtime
- so
juicy
- so
fresh
and piquant!
The blossoms
of life
all around!
I can
smell
colors,
and feel
Mother
Earth
as I
wiggle
my toes
on the
ground.
It was
a long
winter,
but what's
that
to me?
I broke
through
that
smelly
cocoon!
This
little
worm's
squeezing
onto
the leaves
~
I'll
be fluttering
all over
the place
soon!
D.
Ames
- 10/2003
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