Small Sisters

Small Sisters
Sisters

Monday, June 10, 2013

Belief

As the sky parts, from grey to blue
who knew?
who would know?
from a seed..... a flower
which I knew

No matter the weather
there is always hope
there is always a glimmer
a shimmering boat

staying afloat
is the key
cherish the waves
sailing to be free

will she walk?
will she talk?
what about sit or stand?

Doesn't matter what happens
for what matters is to be sat in the boat
absorbing the rough with the ease
watching the flower bloom
through the parting trees

for a smile
.....is glimmer
.....is hope
.....is BELIEF