Feeling Blue sticking like glue Mountains high with rivers wide Drifting in a new line Thinking about tomorrow Believing how to follow. Copyright(c)2022 Roxann Lawrence

Traveling Light Lockdown is over we can finally go out Day-trips, holidays or even a flight The end is now really in sight Packing the bags The weather’s unclear Best be prepared for whatever’s out there I have coats and hats Gloves and a scarf…

why do we still say Pledge of Allegiance teacher when our country does much wrong?   we pledge allegiance to remind us of the way so we do not remain lost

Today is a special day. Hugging and loving on a beautiful day. Today is a funny holiday laughing and smiling the day away. Today is a holy day One of prayer and strength on this day. Today is a loving day of giving and receiving….

A family holiday— surrounded by the people meant to most love and support each other, I never felt that love. I’m not what you would call a black sheep. I wasn’t rebellious, I wasn’t outspoken, I was just the middle child surrounded by kids more…

Birthday cake and candles at seventeen Family and presents Little sisters, blonde hair and bubbles in the air I can still see my new blue dress with flowers around the hem When I look back I can’t remember my dad being there Never there when…

Art galleries filled with an afternoon sun, too shimmery to be seen, too daytime to be appreciated.   I wish, I could paint my insomnia, and fit it into a dark frame where it would die out of the habitat. Like it murdered my sleep,…

L et go of expectations A llow your heart to rule U under the colourful vanilla sky G o on; wear what you like, be what you wish H air, you let it down, babes T he world will stop and take notice E ngage…

Once upon a winter time, Quite some time ago, In a very northern cabin Blanketed by snow Lived a kind old gentleman And his kind old wife. Together they had made A very kind old life. He had the herd of reindeer, He’d befriended the…

There’s A Gathering   There must be a place; Above or not . . . Where they gather. The ones who left us. Some we say . . . “Too Soon”… And some we say, “had a long life.” Are they here? I’ve seen them…