To live is an adventure

To live is an adventure
to breathe the joy of life
to feel sensations of juncture
to see the colors not rife
to touch the depths truth
to hear to gift of song so nice
to sense the things so tender
that I would do it twice.


-  Trish 2012

My Angel

Your supple form so close and yet
your breath just slowly now in rest
The sound so muffled still it comes
some dream of fun and love abounds
the tiny snore that issues forth
a curl about your lips like jest
my fingers trace the lines of face.
Are you an angel here for me?
to touch my life to set me free?
I dare to look upon such grace
to feel the warmth such soft embrace
the sounds of life so far away
I curl beside and nod to pray
a tiny thanks to God above
for beauty, joy and such sweet love.



- Trish 2012

The flame

Don't fly to close to flame
to care to much or love the same.
Don't fly to close to flame
for happiness withers and turns to pain.
Don't fly to close to flame
lest joy fail, tears fall entrain.
Don't fly to close to flame
for I am weak, a mortal frame.
Don't fly to close to flame
as such the tender moments wane...


- Trish 2012