.
The Poet and her Roses
you'll know it
as she discloses
The Poet and her Roses
Goddess knows
as that of Moses
The Poet and her Roses
when winds blow
doeth as deva proposes
The Poet and her Roses
Gaia's own show
gentle heart exposes.
Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com
P.S.
This picture was taken about 8 years ago.
Kaelin was a mere and magical 6 years old.
And, I was a fit and fabulous 43!
Our life seemed so serene ...
Or, so I led it to seem.
More like ..
'Falling apart at the seam's,' some may hope to say.
Yet, upon this fine, sunlit day
One magical Mommy and her Baby K
Breathed in love-shine and shared all JOY - life sent
their blessed way!
P.P.S.
We were living atop the penthouse floor of an older
building, on the quieter W.side of Denman Street.
Overlooking lovely Lost Lagoon and Stanley Park.
Loving with our whole lives and happiest heart.
My SNW website had just been erected and I was
writing madly and wildly, in the clouds ..
Furiously and freely.
Merely to pay the price, a little later
Sharing one's heart does not always pay
in the short term
For life can be ever stern
Heat can scorch and burn
Yet, a soaring soul, must dig deeply
To reach inside for what she does yearn
Sometimes, wisdom does not to teach
What we choose to learn.
K.M.
The Poet and her Roses
you'll know it
as she discloses
The Poet and her Roses
Goddess knows
as that of Moses
The Poet and her Roses
when winds blow
doeth as deva proposes
The Poet and her Roses
Gaia's own show
gentle heart exposes.
Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com
P.S.
This picture was taken about 8 years ago.
Kaelin was a mere and magical 6 years old.
And, I was a fit and fabulous 43!
Our life seemed so serene ...
Or, so I led it to seem.
More like ..
'Falling apart at the seam's,' some may hope to say.
Yet, upon this fine, sunlit day
One magical Mommy and her Baby K
Breathed in love-shine and shared all JOY - life sent
their blessed way!
P.P.S.
We were living atop the penthouse floor of an older
building, on the quieter W.side of Denman Street.
Overlooking lovely Lost Lagoon and Stanley Park.
Loving with our whole lives and happiest heart.
My SNW website had just been erected and I was
writing madly and wildly, in the clouds ..
Furiously and freely.
Merely to pay the price, a little later
Sharing one's heart does not always pay
in the short term
For life can be ever stern
Heat can scorch and burn
Yet, a soaring soul, must dig deeply
To reach inside for what she does yearn
Sometimes, wisdom does not to teach
What we choose to learn.
K.M.