You come to me on crayon-colored rainbows
scrawled on envelopes and walls.
You ride on the wind with swings flying high,
and bike spokes pinned with cards, clapping like hoof beats.
You roll down hills laughing so hard
you can hardly breath.
And you plunk down in a meadow plucking yellow and white petals
to the tune of, “He loves me, he loves me not!”
You are part of my soul.
Maybe its most important part.
You have been with me for all my life.
And you are my saving grace.
You are what makes my heart sing.
I am forever yours.
Now there have been times I may not
have been open enough to hear you,
But rest assured I will not let
Fear, Worry, Doubt and Self-Judgement shut you out.
Your voice will sing to me all my days,
and we can ride the clouds to new adventures!
As we lay under the leaves of maple and oak and ash.
And dream of forts, and pirates and princesses.
Making braids of grass and playing tunes on leaves.
Laughing until we can hardly breath.
© Donna Donabella 2016
I am bringing you another epistolary poem from a letter I wrote in April. This one is special, recalling my inspirational days of childhood. I have included pictures of native purple lupines which represent ‘Imagination‘.
I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.
I leave you with a few additional words about Dear Imagination. I welcome you to download the photo and share it.
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