Amo Pablo Picasso

I love Pablo Picasso.

Our Life is a Vase

We are the body: the vase.
We support life.
We support those small and weak,
And care for them until they blossom.

Children are the flowers of life,
We must care and nurture them,
Until they in life, strife.

When we grow old,
We may wither and die,
But our seedlings go on,
Never forgetting us, as days go by.

Take Me to the Place where the Lovers Dance

Take me to the place where the lovers dance,
Two people as one: they stand.
With arms embraced,
A loving smile on their face.

Soul-mates some may say,
God playing his part,
But when it comes to love,
What really matters is,
What's in our hearts.

Cats

There comes a time,
When we all will be,
Alone,
In a home,
With cats: at least three.

We will look back on the past,
And the moments we miss,
We'll remember our dreams,
And our first kiss.

We'll rock back and forth in our chair,
Remember our friends,
Remember all the good times,
Wishing they'd never end.

I'll always remember you,
and I hope you remember me,
Forever in my heart,
That's where you'll always be.

A Hand for Harry

Dedicated to my friend, Harry.
Your dreams are always in your reach, grasp them and succeed.

Emily lives in the Fruit Bowl

Emily, my first follower, this one is especially for you. 

Grapes are purple,
Apples are red,
But sometimes green,
Which confuses my head.
Oranges are orange,
But don't go with bread,
Blueberries are blue,
But don't eat them in the shed.
Raspberries are pink,
Unlike cheese spread,
Don't eat too many bananas,
Or you'll be in a hospital bed.

The Weeping Woman

Although tears down her face may stream,
She will go on.
No matter how much her heart aches,
She will stride on.

We must fight our battles,
And face the foe,
With our brothers and sisters,
We shall onwards go.

The Countryside is Ours

Through the countryside we go,
With our hands entwined,
I wish this would never end,
You're forever mine.

True Love

A sign of a filled and glowing heart,
Overwhelmed,
Overflowing,
Love.

The magic it brings to life,
Breathtaking.

The missing piece of a person.

The piece they spend their entire life looking for,
The piece that makes them whole.
True Love.

Springtime

Little lambs leaping about,
Blossom growing on the trees,
Daffodils sprouting from tiny bulbs,
Grass up to our knees.

The glowing sunshine very bright,
The old bells ringing,
The spring that warms our hearts,
The little birds singing.

Children playing in the meadows,
The bare trees swaying in the breeze,
Animals coming out of hibernation,
From under the old oak tree.

My first blog entry and first published poem of my life.