Happy 25th Birthday son

We love you very much

Happy 27th anniversary my love

With full heart I witnessed your vows,
with pride I now watch you live your hard fought, richly deserved life together

The first year in the making of your marriage quilt
A quilt that will have many colours and textures before its done.

A second chance at finding peace with a true partner
A renewed sense of yourselves
Is the true gift you both found in each other.
Happy 1st anniversary my dear friends

First of Many

Enjoy the Ride! Celebrate all the little wonders;
it helps when it comes time to heal the little wounds that are inevitable along the way.

Laugh often and be gentle;
both will serve you well in the bad patches

Happy is work but happy is worth it.

Happy Number 1 and counting!

love ya'

It's been raining for Years

Dark clouds over head

Clouds of Fear

Clouds of Dread

Muscles like molasses

Mind , emotional soup

Fearful anger filling me

A desperate sorrow controlling me

Throw in the towel

give up the fight

Darkness surrounds me

I can't see the light

No fizz in my blood, flat pop

Heavy with melancholy

wading through sludge

no valley ,no top

it's all just mud

A battle that has been ragging for too long

A fight I don't seem able to win

what will people think?

how would they react

If I just gave in?

Will I be alone if I confess my truth?

Will I be set apart ?

Just as in my youth

It's been raining for Years

Dark clouds just around the edge

Waiting, anticipating,

sensing my fears

To tired to fight it

I'm going down with the ship

My body isn't my own

My thoughts all skip

confused and off balance

I move about like a drone

It's past pain, or hurt it just numb and disconnected

unsure , sick and rejected

I'm lost in the fog

It's been raining for Years

A Blessing I need to voice

Gratitude to express

For the Truth and The Fun

The Silly and The Sad

Counsel and Consoled

The Happy and The Mad

Always, Always Sylvie

Moving,

Stewing,

Always re-doing

A soft place to land

My emotional helping hand

Always, Always Sylvie

Change of Careers,

Change of plans

Hospital Room

Funeral parlors

Bouts of Gloom

Always, Always Sylvie

Our kids , Our men

The 80's , The 90's

Still we are friends

Always, Always

Sylvie

Always,Always.

Little Red Bird

A little Red Bird came to visit me

He sat right there in my tree!

He didn't stay long ,

He sang only one song

He came as a gift ; I will carry with me

in picture in print and picture in mind.

I will always remember that special time.

When A little red bird came to visit me

He sat right there in my tree!

Time

Time

Trust

Trust comes from Time

Trust is hard

Time is Long

Happy comes and goes fast

Sorrow lingers long

Makes you stranger? Maybe

Makes you doubt ? Always

Thin skinned become leather

Leather skin becomes steel

Weathered hearts beat slowly

Heavy hearts sound hollow

Time without Hope of Trust can kill the spirit.

Break the broken heart

Tears try to heal, try to work the leather soft

But only time can heal a hurt

only Healed can trust be found again

Time

Trust

Trust comes from time

Trust is hard,

Time is long.