Friday, March 25, 2011

Our Path


A winding path through a forest,
That's what life is.
Beautiful, yet scary,
Confusing, yet calming.
Sun shines,
Shadows fall.
The walking doesn't stop.
You never know where you're going.
A winding path,
That's what life is,
Because it's always there,
It'll be bright, and dark,
We'll never know what will happen next,
Never know if we took the right path,
But we'll make choices,
And we will walk proudly down that path,
Into our future.

Monday, March 14, 2011

Snow

Soft, rough, dirty,

A white blanket.

Water drips,

Footsteps made,

White in every shade.

Evergreens grow,

Pine cones litter.

Mystical, magical,

Special always,

A soft blanket covering the earth.