Recline, repose, rejuvenate,
are all great things to invigorate
the physical body.
But, me, I want more.
I want to dream adventures
deep on the forest floor.
I want to sink beneath the pine.
I want to bask in cedar.
I want to be so refreshed…
(That I can hardly wait
to tell the cleaning lady,
I don’t need her).
I want to be so renewed
that I can do it all my self.
But in the interim,
I will rest
and put my ego
on the shelf.
The winter winds blow dark and cold,
I must admit that I am growing old.
My spirit is not that of a quitter.
I have been, oh , so blessed,
by my angel baby-sitters.
I have loved ones, and friends
whose love surround,
as I bask in the love
of the light and sound.
I truly love to recline,
rejuvenate and repose.
I have chores on the morrow
which I have to dispose.
I am the dreaming poet.
I am so very blessed
throughout my life.
I am coming now, beloved,
to be thy dreaming wife.

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Very lovely!
Thanks kindly just enrolled to your blog…
Sweet awakenings. Thank you.
thanks to your for the encouragement…….
so very well put love this!!
thank you sweet Soul blessings to you and yours
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