Our life cocoon Within known bounds, Identifies our space Our place. Each mark and stake Within this space … Enables us To run our race. T’is … perhaps, illusion. Though how grand … To truly feel One knows the plan. For can one Really ever know … Whilst yet earthbound, Why it is so. Janadele…
EARTH Ties. ©
Blended with the Earth Am I Soul to Soul. This land of mine Entwines my love And keeps me bound. I care not to wander, My roots are here. Janadele Ryman Stewart.
LET’s COMMUNICATE. ©
Why not a letter? A note … or even better A phone call Would get my vote. Share just some Of Lifes Adventures. It’s great to hear The mail has come. It’s not so hard. Why even a card. To a friend You could send. Reach out … Show that you care, You can be…
Part of OUR Time
Somehow As our lives move on, Loves left Still remain within us. Shaped as we were, Together … Though our paths divide We merge, forever. We are someplace new Yet they are also there. A part of me … a part of you A part of us. Without us … yet with us within, Left…