Tuesday, August 22, 2017

A Poem ... In My Heart


In My Heart


Fields of flowers 

Sheaves of grain 
Blackened clouds 
Pending rain 

Birds float
Hanging there
Immobile sculptures
Without a care

Memories float 
Gentle kiss 
Summer nights 
Tender bliss 

God weaves 
Human art 
Ever etched 
In my heart.