There is a place...

There is a place

Where I go

When lost in my thoughts

A place of sanctuary

When in thoughtful repose

Surrounded by flowers

The suns warm glow

The song of wild grasses

And natures boundless flow

A place where just ‘being’ is enough…

Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥

Image Field Nature flowers

Please Enlarge

A Fragment of Hope

His presence was both a source of joy for her but also one of uncertainty, for his visits were brief and far apart.  The happiness she felt would be short lived as he would leave all too soon.  The time together passed so quickly, her feelings once more put on hold. When one feels the warmth of happiness we don't want it to end and to end so abruptly. The sound of the clock ticking made her anxious and sad as she knew that his time of departure was imminent. She, never knowing if he would return again but holding on to a little fragment of hope in her heart that he might… but at each parting the pain of disappointment and doubt.

Dianne Dawes ... ♥

Image from Internet - Source Unknown