At double arms reach:
it’s how we’ll spend this Christmas
because we love each other.
AG
~
Our hearts reach beyond
our arms and in our hearts we
will hold each other.
JDG
At double arms reach:
it’s how we’ll spend this Christmas
because we love each other.
AG
~
Our hearts reach beyond
our arms and in our hearts we
will hold each other.
JDG
Romping and rolling,
fetching and catching,
splashing and dashing –
free at last
at the dog park today!
JDG
She’s on the lookout
for her real self.
She cannot remember
when or where
she left it.
JDG
One tree
laden with gold –
a stirring hallelujah
amidst a dirge
of gray and brown.
JDG
Raindrops cling
to outstretched branches
adding sparks
and twinkles
to an otherwise gray day.
JDG
Looking around for
any available friend,
Knox spots a squirrel
and off he goes, dragging me
reluctantly behind him.
JDG
Knox and I stop by the woods
on a non- snowy evening and look up.
Things aren’t sparkling down here,
but up there? Sparkles everywhere!
JDG
Never say never
is an oxymoron if
I ever heard one,
but even oxymorons
can sometimes be of comfort.
JDG
When the snow
we were expecting
turns out to be rain,
the fire brings us
comfort just the same.
JDG
The past three days we’ve stepped outside
in a variety of garb –
short sleeved shirts and blouses,
slick rain apparel,
woolen scarves and winter coats.
Soon we might add snow boots
just to keep us on our toes.
JDG