TEMPTATION

Something a little whimsical.

TEMPTATION

Shafts of sunlight through the windows

A pounding heart within my breast,

Temptation all around me

Facing my greatest test.

I have seen your smiling face

And heard sweetness in your voice.

In my mind there is confusion

And yet I can't help but rejoice.

A beautiful gown adorns me

As I rush to morning's first glow.

Shall I run to you or run away

How shall I ever know?

Decision made and I care not

What the future may hold for me,

I am rushing towards you my Darling

Hold out your arms for me.

In the flush of the dawning

And in morning's first light,

Tousled hair about my shoulders

I know my decision is right.

Linda J. Vaughan

© January 2009

WHIPPED CREAM CLOUDS

WHIPPED CREAM CLOUDS

Whipped-cream clouds danced across a stage of blue before an audience of oak.

A restless wind whispered my name.

I walked down the aisle of my life,

And I considered my fame.

A moss green velvet carpet was soft beneath my feet,

A scorching sun exposed my being,

A waterfall of teardrops

Were the things that I was seeing.

A silver tape of river moved the curtains of leaves

Of the willows in the water,

Who am I ?  I search amid the reeds

I am more than Wife and Mother – more than just a  daughter.

I danced on a stage of blue before an audience of oak,

The winds blew petals from the flowers,

In nature’s auditorium 

I danced away the hours.

Fields of gold, daisies, buttercups,

A place to lie down in soft summer grass.

The innocence of summer days

I knew would surely pass.

The carpet changed – autumn leaves in abundance

The blue now changed to pewter grey.

The seasons of life were changing

We had passed the noon of my day.

Whipped cream clouds danced across a stage of blue before an audience of oak.

© Linda J. Vaughan