Rose of Sharon – A Poem to Honor My Mother on the Occasion of Her Birthday
Rose of Sharon Just above the highest tide A mark, a sign, that’s miles wide; It colors o’er the coastal …
Rose of Sharon Just above the highest tide A mark, a sign, that’s miles wide; It colors o’er the coastal …
T’was a Man with Two Sons and a Daughter of One T’was a man with two sons, and a daughter …
It just does not matter, For ’tis true, I do fear The words that are spoken Oh, your ears cannot …
To Confess I Love You Little To confess I love you little, Would surely be untrue. ‘Twill not allow a …
I Sat And Mused Upon Your Day I sat and mused upon your day And soon was found, without delay …
Oh joy, what praise, for this your day! We celebrate your youth. Although to say it such a way Is …
It is for anxiety to be born in a closet. It is there in the darkness That wounding fear builds …
I Thought Of You Today I thought of you today, And rose up from my bed. Your soft repose that …