Tuesday 7th March 2017
Early morning blossom unfolds in its salutation to the sun,
Though the wind chill remains the light is warm.
Greeting the bright days with early morning rising
And I, beside you, whisper of the fruits in the days to come.
The sharp-sweet burst of raspberries on my tongue.
Strawberries dipped in sugar crystals, laid across your lips.
The sticky-sweet juice of nectarines dripping between our fingers as we laugh.
Promises for a future bathed in sunshine.
Friday 24th March 2017
Wait, and be stronger for the waiting.
Lose, but do not despair for having lost.
Love, and be stronger for the loving.
Try, and flowers will follow the frost.