ShyRhymes

Be Careful

Linda Jenkinson — Mon, 14 Jan 2008 22:14:04 +0000

Be careful what you wish for
For it could soon be yours
And once you have it in your hand
You may not want it anymore.

Be careful what you dream of
For dreams come true
And when you wish upon a star,
That star may fall on you.

Be careful of putting
All your hope within your heart
For hearts can shatter easily
When dreams fall apart

Be careful what you wish for
Think twice before you do.
For you may find that life is best
When wishes don’t come true.

Holy Night

Linda Jenkinson — Sun, 23 Dec 2007 15:05:15 +0000

Snowy diamonds falling,
Christmas confetti.
Settling with a hush—
Celebrating peace on earth.

Happy Holidays!

Guiding Star

Linda Jenkinson — Sun, 09 Dec 2007 23:28:31 +0000

You and I have the same guiding star,
That pulls us together wherever we are.
When the winds of life scheme to force us apart,
Their plans are foiled from the very start.
For you and I have the same guiding star.

What is this power that keeps you so dear
Whether we’re distant or whether we’re near?
I thought it was love, but it’s stronger than love.
The light that guides us shines from one star above.
Yes, you and I have the same guiding star.

Another Day Gone By

Linda Jenkinson — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 08:51:38 +0000

The morning mist has cleared.
The clouds have left the sky.
Its time to wake - begin the day,
Before it’s just another day
Gone by the way of many days,
Another day gone by.

All I want to say to you,
All that I believe is true,
My heart is full,
My mind is blank
So I take this time to thank,
Thank-you just for being here.
Thank-you love, for staying near
For putting up with all my ills
From temper fits to coffee spills.

For being the balm that soothes the pain,
The inner pain that puts a strain
And tries to cloud each day with mist.
Thank-you my love for all of this
And more, oh so much more that I could say
But I will save it, if I may.

The morning mist has cleared.
The clouds have left the sky.
Its time to wake - begin the day,
Lest it becomes another day
Gone by the way of many days
Another day gone by.

Autumn Clouds

Linda Jenkinson — Tue, 06 Nov 2007 14:43:33 +0000

There were clouds in every shade of gray imaginable
and just one patch of robin’s-egg blue
showing that there are two sides to everything
even the autumn sky;
low slung clouds,
fringed with the icy tips of impending winter;
billowing with inner winds that threaten to break through,
allowing the first pin feathers of snow to cascade to the ground.