THE CONTRITE HEART…

( photos by pixabay)

An olive branch I extend,
Meet me at the corner, round the bend.

My pride seemed so effortless,
Complex to adjust.

I compromised our union,
Faded is your trust.

Shattered your heart, won't pretend,
Meet me at the corner, round the bend.

Anger consumed inside me,
This error now clear.

Refuse to speak in past tense,
Of love we both share.

Weary soul, faith I can lend,
Meet me at the corner, round the bend.

Is this the last dance my love?
Never can it be.

Fairytales last a lifetime,
Like the sand and sea.

Disheartened spirits on the mend,
Meet me at the corner, round the bend.


(c) Monica St Hillaire, 2020.

FROM NOW ON…

PHOTOS BY PIXABAY

Today is my forever,
And forever here with you.
Joy will come at dusk...
But never leaving at dawn.
Such beauty in transition;
Like our love today...
A gentle wisp of wind blew,
Combined with four leaf clovers;
A nightingale sang...
Splendorous scene signifies,
The difference a day brings.
Our story begins...
May we never obstruct fate,
Keep the flame of hope burning
Tuck our vows inside...
Vanquish any stormy sea,
For you and I became one.
Forward is our stride...
May forever be timeless,
Matching our enduring love.
Look into my eyes...
Let's delight in this new day,
Beginning with my name change.


(c)  Monica St Hillaire.