Sweat gently trickles between the aging tan skin of my breasts.
Seasoned are the chambers of this heart that passed the test,
Enduring each stage of suffering that came, for He knew best!
Death took me not, for as a snowflake unique, He put me on Earth,
Life forces surging, His spirit dwells in me, a few years after birth.
It is for Him to whisper, time like the elusive rise and fall of the surf.
Kind words befall me, amongst the flower and the humble bee.
Sweet magnolia smells enchant me, and honeysuckle runs free,
Like Him, the oaks are smiling; on a limb, an angel sits with me,
We have no dominion over our lifecycle, so I await my time with He.
Very ancient tree in Boone Hall Plantation in Mt. Pleasant, South Carolina 12/16/19 – Picture taken by Joni when I still had my little Coolpix Camera
Just beautiful, Joni. I was able to listen to your poem read over Bluetooth coming home from a walk with Jasper. Such a beautiful treat. <3
Oh my friend how truly touched I am from your sweet words. Have a blessed evening and give Jasper a hug. Love ❤️ Joni
I will Joni its morning here. Enjoy your evening, too xo
Oh how funny. Isn’t it magical thought? How wonderful and fun to know another sister around the world. Love ❤️ Joni
Yes it makes my heart do a dance of joy. Hugs and lots of love to you <3
You outdo yourself every time, Joni. Loved this.
Hope you are enjoying the festive season!
cheers, B ❤❤
Thank you Bulbul your kind words which very special to me. I also wish you great times over the season. May hummingbirds dance and the trees whisper your name while angels sing a blessing just for you my friend. Love ❤️ Joni
Likewise friend, I wish you the same and more, Joni❤❤!