Motherhood has more rewards than you can imagine and teaches you how much your heart can love…and then a little more.
© Turquoise Tangles
heart
the power of touch
he touches me
gently
sweetly
lovingly
close enough
at bedtime
to share my pillow
hand in my hair
arms around me
sitting close
on the couch
hand in mine
as we walk outside
or listen
side by side
in church
wiping my tears
as they fall silently
sometimes
my youngest son
what a good man
he will grow to be
loving
thoughtful
insightful
a poet himself
who knows already
how to
heal a hurting heart
soothe frazzled nerves
and show love
with small touches
that mean the world
in the moment
and in the memories
simply using
the power of touch
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
Christmas is comin’
as night falls
my heart hurts
I have a lump in my throat
and it was a good day
it was
I’m just having a hard time
with Christmas this year
and I love Christmas
the decorations
the music
the presents
the giving
more than getting
the fun of it
the joy
the laughter
this year I’m just not there yet
hope it kicks in soon
it’s not about Santa for me
it’s about the birth of Jesus
I’ll focus on that
and hope
for the peace of Him
to lift the burden
from my heart
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
swim upstream
No More Freak Outs…Three Phone Calls Later
on Thanksgiving Eve
Thanksgiving Freak Out #1
prepared with love
playin’ with fire
I’m playin’ with fire
dancin’ ever closer
stayin’ just out of reach
I’m playin’ with fire
turning back the clock
in my mind and heart
and remembering
I’m playin’ with fire
dredging up memories
best left buried deep
I’m playin’ with fire
hopin’ not to get burned
or burn another
I’m playin’ with fire
red, orange, yellow
bright blue glow
of the flame
as I stare
mesmerized
by what I see
I’m playin’ with fire
the danger attracts
I admit it
my rebellious side
isn’t quashed
yet
I’m playin’ with fire
drawn like a moth
to a flame
with memories
of you
OUCH!
Got too close
for just a moment
while I was
playin’ with fire
© 2011 Turquoise Tangles
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