a time for personal reflection, when the morning light is dim, crickets are all I hear, until the wind begins, once the sunlight appears, colours come to life again….
it’s been eleven years since we said i do
eleven years of adventure, challenges, laughter, travels, heartache, grief, courage, friendship, adapting to one another’s schedules
my love for you continues to expand
my gratitude for you grows like the pines that flank our property and the marigolds blooming in mid-August
love, ever grateful for you
happy #11 ~ love, me
©Anita Adams 2018
a bird’s call
i love mornings when the birds call
what are they saying – ‘there’s new food in the feeders’
‘it’s not raining, come quick – eat while you can before the squirrels feast on these delicious sunflower seeds’
or are they announcing the dawn of a new day and just saying ‘good morning’
i love their songs, they bring a smile to my heart and urge me to rise and greet them as the darkness dissipates and turns gradually into day.
can be …
physical, heart centered,
here and gone,
a hug or a smile through another’s eyes,
I believe it will ALWAYS come back to where it belongs – your heart – my heart – our souls – our homes.
© Anita Adams 2018