Come Sit By Me A While I ; My haven I share.
The flowers planted in Erin and Val's garden.
I must ask you to bear with me here as many of you have visited my haven before and have seen my beautiful flowers many a time.
However I have to share these with you all once more as this hub will be a foundation for this series.
When I first began to publish online I had no structure ;I didn't need structure at that point ;words and emotions just came tumbling out.
However as time passed by structure began to flow through, at its own pace.
"My Beautiful Rock Rose" a book of poetry in memory of my beautiful daughter Erin is currently going through the process of being published.
Then recently I had my very first ebook published published ;Sunshine Ray and I which tells the story of a little girl so badly abused but her life could only get better when she was adopted by Indians.
I am currently working on Book II.
Most of my writing has been created and has blossomed out on our patio ;a haven where I feel so close to dearly loved ones as I sit beside our mini-garden created in memory of Erin and sister Val.
Oh yes a beautiful haven which has been created by myself and my partner,best friend and soul mate Dai.
I have spent so many wondrous moments surrounded by beauty and realising just how fortunate I am.
I feel so rich despite those deep heartaches of days gone by.
I do not mean rich as in material wealth ; my riches fill my heart!!
There are so many things in life that money can never ever buy.
Here I will share my home and haven with you all.
A morning a little gloomy
a heart a little heavy
.A view so drab
Bird’s songs muted
flights a little slow
Leaves lose their lustre
flowers cease to bloom
a little jaded .
I need that inspiration
will it today arrive;
life is to be lived,
tomorrows to entice
while yesterdays left behind!!
How do I move on
doom and gloom ?????
I open my heart
allow deep positive thoughts
to ignite my inner spirit
to await a few moments
until my heart is full.
As my spirit
the mist doth arise
of my haven
my paradise to me.
The joy brimming over
as the blooms are dancing .
with that radiant glow.
on the trees
Whenever a day misted
with a spirit low
I sit in my haven
until my heart and soul
I hope you enjoyed and the second in this series will be on here shortly.
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