My husband came home today,
No job, the work is slow,
So I tried to find the blessing,
Gazing out at the falling snow.

Every single snowflake,
A design different and unique,
Yet they all felt the same,
As they caressed my tear streaked cheek.

Christmas is coming,
What can I do,
These were the questions,
I didn't know what to do.

I then reflected
On blessings I've had,
Knowing like snowflakes,
There is beauty even in the sad.

Time had been given,
Gifts would come straight from the heart,
I'd sit down and write poetry,
Knowing I needed to focus on a brand new start.

Just as a glistening snowflake,
Dancing its way without a sound,
Together in a pile,
I could see a child's playground.

With each closing door,
A vast opportunity opened up to me,
Knowing everything is possible,
If only we believe.

So like a snowflake,
I'd come and share with you,
We'd make our own pile (of friends),
Friendships would get us through.

You see, you can do anything,
If you trust and you believe,
Remember that a mighty oak,
Comes from a little seed.

The wind may come...rain may fall,
Or snow may grace our door,
With friends, family, and HOPE,
We are NEVER poor.

Never Poor!
Great poem!!!

(((Mystique)))

Great poem, Mystique!

very nice

Hope, faith & Love

My love to you beautiful,,, Sure have missed your light

Thank you all.

LaMom... I have missed yours as well.

IM GONNA PUKE

insert thumbs up emoticon here

very nice

and very good

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hope ya choke on yer puke

what ever happened to if ya ain't got somethin nice to say

then don't say anything