My Poetry
Writing poetry over the years has allowed me to put into words my feelings about the people, places and events that have shaped my life.
Regrets
Oh would that I
Could turn back time
And stay those hasty
Words of mine
W.E.A.
Orion
As night gives way
To another bustling day
Orion in all his glory
Silently slips away
W.EA.
Picking Blackberries
Great Grandmother
Little Robin
My little friend
Comes every day
To beg at
My back door.
He never says
A word of thanks
But back he
Comes for more.
Does he know
The joy he brings
When he flutters
Into view?
Or how my heart
So fills with love
For a little bird
Like you.
W.E.A.