The Alberta WorkerHoney sweet, cotton soft, Snowy fair, mountain top, Ocean blue, angel song, Evening still, sunset long. Springtime red, summer green, Autumn cool, winter clean, Sunshine warm, coastal breeze, Maple shade, swaying trees. Blackened brown, hazel eyes, Snowy skin, quite the prize, Warming heart, thinking of, Never hurt, ever love.
My mind was clear as I think back to a still morn in May. A darkened morn it was to me, to others, a hol’day. The day was new and touched by dew. Not a sound upon the ear. A mother’s voice, a trembling hand awoke me to my fears; Fears I had the day […]
In land of stars the blackness rules and light is slave to dark. A land where stars are forced to stay where night has e’er them parked. The stars are small, their skies are broad, the space above us vast, Yet we on earth are small as sand and brittle as the glass. Our hopes […]
There was a time within my life whence I was but alone; Whence all the love giv’n to me was ne’er in my heart sown. My heart was open but ever empty, for love ne’er knew me then, And might I try to op’n it more I’d never find a mend. For much a time […]
A metal box encased by forest Held treasure deep inside. Dark as night and cold as steel Yet something did abide. Something big, something warm, And round just like the moon. Something quiet, something known, And like an angel’s tune. And then it’s opened amid the cries And darkness flees away. The humble treasure so […]