Plainly BeautifulBy EleceHow plain you are––how colorless. What do you know of show?I have a bit of colorMost will never know.I've never seen you blooming;I don't believe you do!I don't bloom just exactly As God meant you to do.Some folks just don't have colorThey are lifeless and alone.It's just that I bloom quietlyHome and in my zone.Some... Continue Reading →

Swimmin'Oh! the old swimmin'- hole! whare the creek so still and deep Looked like a baby-river that is laying half asleep,From The Old Swimming-Hole by James Whitcomb RileyOtter be FunSummer is for swimming in Your little green pool–– splashing, Splashing in the shade and the cool.Summer is an otter's dream,In the moonlight at the midnightAmong the rocks she splashesWhere... Continue Reading →

Sun Coming to the OrchardBy Elece Hollis       There is shade this morning on the orchard where fog lay heavy last night and through the dawn. As I watch, sunlight falls on the grass and spreads in a stream across it. Rows of trees stand tall working hard to leaf out and flower. These... Continue Reading →