Poem 5 of 30 by Christine Tracy

 

Friends

In the grand scheme

there is nothing

quite as pure,

as holy,

as personal,

as sweet,

as nurturing,

as joyful,

as dear,

and as precious, as

the gift

of a

true friendship.

Poem 4 of 30 by Christine Tracy

Home Again

A new place

A new life

Uprooted

Unfinished

Far away

New old place

Reconstructed

Emerging garden

Feeling displaced.

Longing for a place 

That's no longer home.

Hurting heart softens

And lets beauty emerge.

If I look

There it is.

Loveliness

New possibilities

Bountiful joy

Merge into something equally

Beautiful as before.

Finally

Home again.