Two Poems

Life Is A Series Of Moments

Life is a series of moments;
each one is built on the last.
Strength to endure every struggle
is formed from the trials long past.

Every new day is a promise
that life is ever brand new.
Take hold of the joy in each moment
and soar on the wings given you.


The Butterflies Came

Forlorn and forgotten, heart heavy as stone,
drowning in sorrow and weighed down, alone.
I sat.

And the butterflies came.

Light as a feather they rested on me
not one…. there were many… a sign it must be

A kiss of love briefly caressing my hair
and telling me God understood every prayer.

So quiet that blessing that strength did impart.
‘Twas filling me gently and healing my heart.

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