A Tea on Me
It was ours, “A tea on me,”
a message sent.
a time soon spent,
remembering …
Heart full ritual.
Oct 26- 2011

It was ours, “A tea on me,”
a message sent.
a time soon spent,
remembering …
Heart full ritual.
Oct 26- 2011

There are places where I walk not to be noticed.
While other places I blend in crowds and smile.
There are places I fear to walk without stumbling
Other places I only stay for a while.
But, there is one place I know I belong
It is constantly changing around me.
The place of cool calming waters,
This place is called the sea.
Copyrighted:2019 CMM

Bleached white and muted grey wood line,
covered with spots of unthawed snow.
Patches of green grass left from summer.
The smokey grey morning clouds hang heavy.
As the morning light breaks into shadows cast.
Winter has taken hold into arctic temperatures.
Still nature stays attentive to coming storms.
Sitting at my desk I am taken aback as one brave
bird dares to break the silence and sing of spring.
Copyrighted: CMM 2019 
A dedication to my friends, Mary Phillips, Susan Caruso, Joy Nowlen, who lost their battle with breast cancer. Honoring all this month “Breast Cancer Awareness Month.”