Sunday, May 31, 2015

Hazel

The wind blew 
                   yet the fire wasn't gone,

The sea roared
                   yet no fear took control,

The earth shook
                   yet her eyes forever steady,

Her hazel iris withstood it all.

Not Just Any Day, Not Just Any Friend

There was something
                    about today,
There was something
                    in the air - I'd say;

She was glistening
                  and glowing,
I was listening
                  and loving - her words.