Should I lose my way, I'll look to the gardens. I'll not look to the sky.
Category: Poetry
Gold in the Sunrise
When the first cherry blossoms, I feel her kiss my check.
A Time for Heroes in the Return to Arendelle: A Corrie Poem and Garden Pictures
We named the new garden Arendelle, after John, my husband, recommended calling it the North Garden. It honors Corrie's love of Frozen.
In the Time of Tulips
Bloom not too early, but bloom not too late.
Fear Not What You Write, a Poem
Know your truth in all things. Be not afraid. Should they say, "I have castles upon the land," reply, "But I possess the heart from the lion's den."
A Forever Kind of Love
John and our son, Hayes, during a visit to the beach. I loved him then. I love him now. I loved him when his mother died. I loved him when he became a father-leader. I loved him when his father died. I loved him when the tornado came. I loved him when COVID hit. I… Continue reading A Forever Kind of Love
Why the Angels Sing, a Poem
I know why the angels sing.
Mountain Castaways: Eleven Years Married
Though I will become but scattered ash, you were all the glory of the worlds to me.
Dreams for My Children: a Poem for Corrie and Her Brother
In a dream, I heard her laughter. She bounced on the bed I could feel her arms around me, and see her curls wrap around her face. As always, her hair flew unkempt, unbrushed as if she'd just read Where the Wild Things Are. I'd laugh and tell her, "She was one of the the… Continue reading Dreams for My Children: a Poem for Corrie and Her Brother
A Corrie Poem: Books I Never Wanted
There are books I never wanted, and books I never read. There are words I wish I'd written, and words I never knew. Somehow every story leads me back to you. It ended as a story that I never wanted from a book I never knew. By R.A. Bridges
Corrie's Season 