April 2001 Collab For Interpretations:
Priceless Things, Priceless Feelings...Leave me Reeling
Priceless things.
Priceless feelings.
Forever cherished.
They leave me reeling.
The eyes with which I see...
my husband's face and its strength and beauty.
my son's eyes which reflect a child's love.
the glowing streaks across the sunset sky.
the peeking smile of sunrise.
the dazzling array of flowers in bloom.
the bittersweet goodbye of autumn leaves.
The nose with which I smell...
the grass on a freshly cut lawn.
the delicate scent of lilies-of-the-valley.
the scent of mouth-watering food cooking in the kitchen.
the scent of a page from a book, full of words and life.
The lips with which I taste...
my husband's kisses.
the serenity of a cup of tea.
food which melt dreamily upon my tongue.
The hands with which I touch and hold...
the pen.
the paper...to create words which spellbind...words which speak truth...words which hold memories of what has been and what is yet to come.
The ears with which I hear...
the raindrops pelting and dancing on the rooftop and against the glass of a windowpaine.
the peaceful sound of my young son sleeping.
bursts of laughter.
music that fills me with awe and adoration.
my husband's voice when he says, "Honey, I love you."
my son's voice when he says, "I wuv you mommy."