ferocious defender of
hearth and home, yet
how softly she embraces
those she loves, only
a fool would cross her
with a thousand stars
in the night sky to wish
upon remember to listen
to your soul, emotions,
the heart, cannot
be trusted
gentle breezes
sweet birdsong
shade is growing
boughs are greening
beneath the late
winter sun
~kat
how bright the earth shines
as dark of night gives
way to the dawning sun
every day a wee bit
longer than the last
~kat
I do not need cake or
champagne to celebrate the years
bits of magic dazzle me just fine
things like warm smiles, long kisses,
poetry, baby’s breath, belly laughs,
blue skies, and breezy mornings
are all I need to fill my cup
~kat
the stars want me to think
that they have thousands of
wishes for the asking
but I know they only
want me to open my heart…
their tiny light is no more
than the dying remnant
of a star that was…
I keep my dreams close
~kat
some things
go without saying, but
we should say them
anyway, even if no one
is listening…
things like, ‘I love you’
~kat
