Quiet Hours
quiet hours
of reading
before dawn
reflection
of a lamp
in the window
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
Psalm 119:105 (KJV)
Seasons
once the tree grew tall
before the Emerald Ash Borer
and then a storm
hosta plants
grew green again
around the stump
in Spring
they grew large
and flowered well
so blessed by rain
and a red begonia planter
now there is an
orange pumpkin
on the ash tree stump
and hosta leaves are gold
in the brilliant morning sun
Routine Care
routine care
and happy to wait my turn
I watch the world go by
and my heart
fills with love
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin
Ellen Grace Olinger
October 2019