HAPPY THOUGHTS

HAPPY THOUGHTS

Try to find joy around you

In all the little things,

And you will be surprised

At the measure of joy it brings.

See the glass half full,

The blossoms in the spring,

The diamond dewdrop on the rose,

The bird upon the wing.

Play with a child and learn again

That life is full of fun.

Splash in the puddles ~

Feel the warmth of the sun.

Smile at a stranger and you will find

Your smile will cheer his day.

Listen to music and sing along

As you go along your way.

Our positive thoughts affect our day,

Our lives and those we meet,

Dance in the moonlight

With wings upon your feet.

Stretch your wings and dare to be

A positive caring soul,

And the joy you spread as you go along

Will help you to be whole.

© Linda J. Vaughan

SWEETEST OF DAYS

THE SWEETEST OF DAYS

Bring me the sunset in a cup

And let it overflow.

Bring me the sweetest of days

That I will ever know.

Bring me love in your eyes

And kindness in your smile.

Let me feel you walk beside me

Every step of every mile.

Let me hear your laughter

And feel your tender touch.

Let me hear the words you say ~

That you love me very much.

Bring me the dewdrop from the rose,

Bring me the tears from your eyes.

Let me hold you closely

Under clear blue open skies.

Bring me a newborn baby

And place it in my arms.

Let me love and cherish it

And keep it safe from harm.

Bring me memories of days gone by

When love itself would grow

Bring me sunset in a cup

And let it overflow.

© Linda J. Vaughan    

March 24th. 2004

BEAUTY AT MORNING

BEAUTY IN MY MORNING  

I watched the dawn this morning

And felt some peace and calm,

I felt the velvet wings of morning

Shelter me from harm.

I listened to the quiet this morning

And found some sweet release,

I heard the birds’ first songs

And I felt the world at peace.

I watched the sunrise this morning

And saw an artist’s hand,

I saw the paint upon the canvas

And the way that it is planned.

I saw the dewdrop on the rose this morning

And walked on dew kissed grass,

I knew these early morning delights

Would very quickly pass.

I offered up my thanks this morning

From a heart that’s known some fears,

I experienced the miracle of morning

And quietly wiped away my tears.

I watched the dawn this morning

And saw so many things

I gathered strength this morning

For whatever my day brings.

© Linda J. Vaughan

October 24th. 2002

A GENTLE BREEZE

GENTLE BREEZE

May a gentle breeze caress you

And cool your fevered brow,

May there be a light to guide you

Wherever you may go.

May the fragrance of rose envelope you

As you gently brush past,

May there be for you sweet music

And memories that last.

May a birdsong fill your morning

With the joy of a spirit free,

May the gentle waves splash upon you

As you stand beside the sea.

May you see the dewdrop on a rose

And the leaves as they toss and quiver,

May you see the ducklings play

As you stand beside the river.

May the shadows of a full moon

Fall gently on your way,

May you see the morning star

As you start another day.

May you walk through autumn leaves

As the seasons once more pass,

May you bravely walk barefoot

Through the frost upon the grass.

May you splash in puddles

And remember childhood days,

May joy and love surround you

In friendship’s special ways.

© Linda J. Vaughan

A WINTER ROSE

A WINTER ROSE

I saw it early in the morning

When the frost was on the grass,

A picture of impeccable beauty ~

I could not let this moment pass.

Dewdrops on the petals

Of this winter flower,

A fragrance in my garden

In the early morning hour.

Too soon will come the cold wind

And the petals will be blown,

One single forlorn blossom

In my garden I have grown.

Yet it encourages me

To also stand strong and tall,

One solitary blossom,

In my garden by the wall.

This winter rose holds beauty

And memories of days gone by,

Why, then am I surprised

To find a tear within my eye.

In the quiet of early morning

When the garden shares a hush,

I find that am captivated by

A winter rose’s blush.

© Linda J. Vaughan

June 2007 

MY MORNING

MY MORNING 

I watched the dawn this morning

And felt some peace and calm,

I felt the velvet wings of morning

Shelter me from harm.

I listened to the quiet this morning

And found some sweet release,

I heard the birds’ first songs

And I felt the world at peace.

I watched the sunrise this morning

And saw an artist’s hand,

I saw the paint upon the canvas

And the way that it is planned.

I saw the dew upon the rose this morning

And walked on dew kissed grass,

I knew these early morning delights

Would very quickly pass.

I offered up my thanks this morning

From a heart that knows some fears,

I experienced the miracle of morning

And quietly wiped away my tears.

I watched the dawn this morning

And saw so many things

I gathered strength this morning

For whatever my day brings.

©  Linda J. Vaughan 

October 24th. 2002