From the Heart
The tree signifies great strength to me,
growth and connections are clear to see.
Stable roots that are earthed holding tight,
a trunk that is solid by day or by night.
The tree reaches out, to earth and to sky,
animals nesting and birds passing by.
Children swing from the strongest bow,
Returning again to show their young how.
The tree will give us hundreds of years,
of kisses under and plenty of tears.
Those that bare fruit apples and pears,
will feed us for free and take off our cares.
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It doesn’t take a whole lot,
to put a kindness out each day.
To help a friend in trouble,
and send them on their way.
To notice what’s occurring,
by opening up your eyes.
To do a little something special,
give someone a surprise.
It doesn’t take much time at all,
to smile a little more.
With your hat and coat,
to put your smile on at the door.
To brighten up anothers day,
really takes no time at all.
Before going to a party,
give that lonely friend a call.
It doesn’t cost to give out love,
you’ll get it back for sure.
The more you give the more you get,
there is always plenty more.
And if you are ever feeling lonely,
or ever really blue.
You’ll be amazed how much love,
is given back to you.
Over the mountains deep inside,
I take a train that’s hard to ride.
Taking pathways through my mind,
a temple I am trying to find.
A place of solace to contemplate,
progress made against mistakes.
The summing up of who I am,
and future changes where I can.
And so this journey carries on,
my ride ahead especially long.
Time now for me to make amends,
before the time my journey ends.
This tree is beautiful, it might be my favourite tree in the world because it brings back so many memories. The photos not great, taken through a steamy window on a dull day, so it does not show its true beauty.
This photo was taken from my mums kitchen window in Autumn. At the time Mum was staying with sisters who was caring for her, I wanted her to see how lovely the tree was. The colours are amazing, we all adored this tree, it grew up with us. These deep russets and reds colours only lasted a few weeks and then the leaves would fall off for winter. Spring would bring the most beautiful blossom and summer full beauty. Whatever time of year this tree gave us it’s all.
A while after mums death I drove around the estate and stood under this tree looking up at my childhood home. Another family were moving about in the flat, another family had our tree.
The tree was planted when I was a child and brings back lots of memories. Sweaters thrown under it while the kids on the estate played British Bulldog, my mum leaving bread and cheese for the birds and foxes under it, and the welcome shade it gave us in the summer.
I know when it comes to trees this one won’t win any awards but it is special to me. I think I might need to drive up and visit this tree soon. Place my hand on its trunk and thank it for the memories ❤️
Deep underneath, where no one goes
There is a dam, where deep love flows
Of brightest green, kept tight inside
A place where her trapped love resides
It’s stored below, way out of view
She’ll appear so dry and hard to you
But below the surface, hidden well
There is love, but you could never tell
She built it well, with walls so strong
Built so high, for lasting long
Believing that, if no one views
She won’t get hurt, it won’t turn blue
So break this dam down if you can
Let her love flow out into the land
Teach her that if she gives love out
It will replenish, without a doubt
Let your heart be visible in all of your deeds and actions each day. Speak and act with your heart at the forefront and let it be the beauty the world is drawn towards and the beauty that the world remembers.
~ Liza
If you compare yourself to the tree,
so slender, strong and straight.
The tree does not express his strength,
in attempting to dominate.
He does not crush those weaker than him,
he cannot chase you off.
Just holds out those magnificent arms,
those branches he holds aloft.
Take a tree in a community,
who does not utter any words.
Not undertaking many deeds,
just as a shelter for the birds.
His roots are deep and solid,
no way he’ll be pushed about.
Remaining strong and silent
not pushing opinion out.
He gains the praise of nature
with a strength that’s so assured.
With a mightiness and perfection,
by following natures laws
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So many things come to mind when I think of nostalgia. I’m sentimental and slip back in time at the drop of a hat. I find it easy to walk back into a scene, reminisce, look around and smell and feel what’s going on. It’s interesting, as an adult I remember different things, must be my very vivid imagination or things stored in my mind, I didn’t acknowledge the first time around. Maybe at an age I couldn’t comprehend, didn’t understand or just another false memory!
This is my first go at the Daily Prompt Photo Challenge, I don’t know if it should be a stand alone photo but I had to write a little poem to explain Nostalgia 🙂
Nostalgia sleeps upon my bed, he’s slept there many years
Witnessed all the heartbreak, the sadness and the tears
I’d say he’s probably forty five, maybe give a year or two
Those of you who are close to me, he knows your secrets too
My mother helped me make him, as I was seven or eight
I couldn’t do it all by myself, as I had got in such a state
We sewed him up with cotton thread, adding memories
Pink button eyes and matching lips, he was built to please
The velvet is still black as night, he blends in as I sleep
When we made him years ago, we made a guy to keep.
Our experiences feed our souls, these are our life lessons. Experience is the foundation of growth and the path to our tomorrows.
~ Liza
Like a stream rolling downhill,
gathering momentum.
Learning to take the bends,
gathering strength.
Landing in a pool of discovery,
gathering ourselves.
Pausing for a moment in silence
floating on eternity.
I’m sending love out into the world, for those in need today.
Healing rays out to my friends, to take their cares away.
So know that it will find the spot, whatever’s hurting you.
See those colours as they come, the purples and deep blues.
Know that healing comes in thought, a loving therapy.
Channeled love from the universe, goes where it’s meant to be.
Open up and let it travel, throughout your troubled minds.
Trust that it will do its job, with this love you’ll start to shine.
💜💙💜💙
To those special people in need in some way. Believe, accept and allow the power of love into your day.
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