FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

FAIRY MISTS OF AVALON

Welcome to the Garden

My home among the flowers,

This is where I spend my time

And while away the hours.

This is where the moon beams play

And diamonds grace the sky,

This is where the leaves fall

And I hear the wind sigh.

The river ripples on it way

And I sit on moss filled banks,

Dusting the flowers

And always giving thanks.

I splash in roses dew kissed

And watch the sunbeams play

The earthy smell of morning

Brings gladness to my day.

I am a caring Fairy

With a heart that’s  filled with care,

When you feel the gentle breezes

You will know that I am there.

I watch over younger fairies

As they learn and grow,

Their pleasant and sweet ways

Bring more joy than you will know.

So when the morning mist drifts

In Avalon’s early dawn,

You will feel my presence

As we face another morn.

I am there with you always

To hold you in my care,

To bring the joy of morning

And freshness everywhere.

I am the Mists of Avalon

With many stories to tell

Of days when Knights lived here –

I remember very well.

I remember Arthur and Guinevere

The Round Table and it’s tales

I remember the lake and Avalon

And I remember Wales.

I recall Morgaine and Lancelot

And the risks that they would take,

I remember the mists of Avalon

And the Lady of the Lake.

© Linda J. Vaughan

THIS MORNING

THIS MORNING

I picked the last rose of summer this morning

From a garden parched and dry.

I saw a rainbow this morning

And heard the seabirds cry.

The wind was cold this morning

Over a pewter coloured sea

I sat by the water’s edge this morning

And some peace it brought to me.

The sky was filled with gulls

And the chilly wind whipped the sand

Seaweed, shells and starfish

Loved ones holding hands.

Early morning adventurers

Jogging at the start of the day

A cheery hello between friends

And then they were on their way.

I observed Nature’s canvas this morning

And the things she was painting for me.

I quietly contemplated this morning

As I sat by the steel grey sea.

There was beauty there this morning

And it brought me some release

My heart somewhat lighter this morning

As I accepted the gift of peace.

© Linda J. Vaughan

23^rd. April 2004

NO-ONE EVER MENTIONED

NO ONE EVER MENTIONED

No-one ever mentioned

The beauty I would see

When my life was changed 

And a gift was given to me.

I expected many changes ~

Better health and days,

I knew that I would learn

To understand these ways.

No-one ever told me

That tears would fill my eyes

That I would stand in wonder

Beneath the star filled skies.

I never really saw the beauty 

Of roses raindrop kissed

I've learned again the wonder

Of standing in the mist.

I saw again the sunset

And once more heard the rain,

Listened to the thunder storms

After days of pain.

No-one ever told me 

That I would feel so blessed

That family would be cherished

And friends would be the best.

No-one ever told me

That wonder would fill my heart

And that for me it would be

Like a brand new start

No one ever told me 

What joy would fill my soul

I am very glad to discover

The things that make me whole. 

© Linda J. Vaughan

26th. June 2012

TIME TO SAY GOODBYE

TIME TO SAY GOODBYE

I first saw you as a little boy

And held you in my arms,

I was captivated

By the measure of your charms.

You grew and needed me

To help you on your way.

The seasons passed too quickly

And soon had dawned the day.

The day you no longer needed me

To calm and allay your fears,

We had shared laughter and play

Sunshine and tears.

Little boy no longer – now you stand tall

Towering well above me.

Heartsick I realize that I must let you go ~

That I must let you be.

With tears in my eyes

I realize you have gone away.

That you have seen the dawning

Of your final day.

I know that you enjoyed life

And for everyone did your best.

We who loved you most of all

Must finally let you rest.

Roses – how you loved them!

And these my final gift to you,

Fragrant and sweet

And kissed by the morning dew.

I shall always remember you

And my memories will be sweet,

As I walk among the roses

Their petals at my feet.

© Linda J. Vaughan

July 26th 2009

VINEYARDS AND ROSES

VINEYARDS AND ROSES

I spent the day travelling to friends

A journey in sunshine and rain.

Travelled along gum lines roads ~

Saw sheep on endless plains.

I passed by many a shaded vineyard

And saw the roses sweet ~

The cultivated and manicured lawns,

The sweeping drives where people meet.

There seems to be a care of gardens

By those who tend the vines.

A pride that goes with all involved

In the making of these wines.

I know that it’s “companion planting”

To have the roses growing thus

But it also adds a beauty 

And brings great pleasure to us.

Names of vineyards are clear to be seen

All along the roadside.

I found it lovely to be there

To really feel the pride.

This is Australia and I always take pride

Where majestic eucalypts abound

And under their shadows and shade ~

Vineyards and roses are found.

©  Linda J. Vaughan

January 2002

GIFT OF LIFE GARDEN

GIFT OF LIFE GARDEN

I sat today in a garden

That is filled with many trees

It was a hot and steamy morning

With barely a gentle breeze.

Many other people had gathered

To pause, give thanks and reflect

To celebrate the gift of life

With dignity and great respect.

Families had gathered there

To quietly set time aside

There was warmth and friendship

And emotions they could not hide.

A donor family member spoke and shared

Her story of pain and grief;

A grateful recipient shared his story

Of gladness and great relief.

A rose was planted there today

For all the world to view

A tribute to those who cared and gave

This rose is named  "Thank You."

It is a sincere tribute to donors everywhere

Whose gift gives a second chance

For those who receive to live and love

To play and run and dance.

This garden's in a busy part of town

With a flight path overhead

Buses, people, trams and cars

All noisy as they swiftly sped.

It touched my heart to be there

And in spite of this world's troubles

Little children were quietly playing

And chasing pretty bubbles.

I thought of my donor

The man who gave me life,

I thought today of his family

I gave thanks for his special wife.

I remember him each and every day

And I quietly wiped a tear

Without this wonderful gift of life

I most certainly would not be here.

It's the perfect spot for this garden ~

A garden so beautifully placed

Gift of Life Garden it's name

A cherished and special place.

The noise and the hustle and bustle

Of the city's daily strife

Go on around this garden

And we celebrate the gift of LIFE.

© Linda J. Vaughan

19th. February 2012

I am constantly moved by the position of this Garden - it is right in the middle of life and that's what Organ and Tissue donation is all about.

VINEYARDS AND ROSES

Majella Winery - Coonawarra, South Australia.

VINEYARDS AND ROSES

I spent the day traveling to friends

A journey in sunshine and rain.

Traveled along gum lined roads ~

Saw sheep on endless plains.

I passed by many a shaded vineyard

And saw the roses sweet ~

The cultivated and manicured lawns,

The sweeping drives where people meet.

There seems to be a care of gardens

By those who tend the vines.

A pride that goes with all involved

In the making of these wines.

I know that it’s “companion planting”

To have the roses growing thus

But it also adds a beauty 

And brings great pleasure to us.

Names of vineyards are clear to be seen

All along the roadside.

I found it lovely to be there

To really feel the pride.

This is Australia and I always take pride

Where majestic eucalypts abound

And under their shadows and shade ~

Vineyards and roses are found.

© Linda J. Vaughan

January 200

Written after a long days drive through the Coonawarra Wine District of South Australia

RAIN

RAIN

It has been grey and overcast

Throughout this entire day.

And rain has fallen 

In the nicest possible way.

There was no wind to drive and blow

And make the day feel bad.

Just a lovely quiet and gentle rain

The kind I am sure you’ve had.

There are puddles everywhere

And I know for certain

These rain drops were falling for me

Like a silver bead curtain.

I looked at the drops on the petals fair

Of the roses in wintertime bloom.

I knew their beauty would soon pass

Like the shadows from the moon.

I looked at the soft green blades of grass

On the lawn just recently mown.

And I saw the flowers now in bloom

From the seeds that I had sown.

I smelled the rich earth and I saw

The promise of Nature’s hand

I saw it all in my garden today

And  for me it was truly grand.

Rain on the leaves of the gum trees,

Rain on the Norfolk Island Pine.

I looked at these and was thankful

That this beauty here was mine.

© Linda J. Vaughan

adapted May 2011

THE ROSE FAIRY - something whimsical

ROSE FAIRY

  

Sometime in early morning

When your garden’s is sun kissed,

Take a look around you

And you will see me in the mist.

I am the gentle Rose Fairy

You will see me everywhere,

With soft and velvet petals

And dewdrops in my hair.

I have dresses of many colours

And a fragrance very sweet,

I am here to keep you company

And scatter petals at your feet.

My wings are made of cobwebs

And look like perfect lace,

I move through your garden

With dignity and grace.

So if you look around your garden

And feel the morning dew,

Then you should know The Rose Fairy

Has been to visit you.

© Linda J. Vaughan

June 2007