Shabby Chic Treasures....... Wav middle click - ♪ Melody of love ♪
~ Let's Create A Memory ~
Just for now let's share all that we have
Come spend a moment, a little time with me.
Send our sadness far away
Stay warm in heaven's glow in the beauty that we see
Revive our souls in gentle tones
Watch butterflies at play
Toss feathers to the sky... See how they pirouette, softest sighs
floating on streams that gurgle by
Our fingers in the foam
Dragging in the current.... It doesn't matter why-
Horses gallop rainbows in the sky
We're creating memories to keep, to tuck inside
Forever hide
Come, let's sit among the flowers and create a dreamy memory
Just you and I....
Soft Whispers for special you from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
But that remembrance says: the things that have really been.
Samuel Boyse
Just for now let's share all that we have
Come spend a moment, a little time with me.
Send our sadness far away
Stay warm in heaven's glow in the beauty that we see
Revive our souls in gentle tones
Watch butterflies at play
Toss feathers to the sky... See how they pirouette, softest sighs
floating on streams that gurgle by
Our fingers in the foam
Dragging in the current.... It doesn't matter why-
Horses gallop rainbows in the sky
We're creating memories to keep, to tuck inside
Forever hide
Come, let's sit among the flowers and create a dreamy memory
Just you and I....
Soft Whispers for special you from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
But that remembrance says: the things that have really been.
Samuel Boyse
~ Browsing For Treasure ~
How special are the romantic nick-knacks tucked within a country store,
We never know what bric-a-brac to discover, behind the old bell-ringing door.
We love to cast our memories back to olden days of yore,
When folks had time to stop and chat, no matter what they wore.
Allure drawing of the heart, to wander further in....
Each aisle a hidden mystery, of passing time now gone,
Creaky floorboards underfoot, suspense to feast upon.
With slowing steps to linger... fingering along,
Soft folds of delicate battenburg lace,
Sunbeams softly trembling on friable webs encased
In the whispering of a rustic place.
Intriguing delight concealed within the shelves-
Carefully choose the best,
Ah, the piece to complete a Royal Dolton chipped teaset.
How special are the romantic nick-knacks tucked within a country store,
We never know what bric-a-brac to discover, behind the old bell-ringing door.
We love to cast our memories back to olden days of yore,
When folks had time to stop and chat, no matter what they wore.
Allure drawing of the heart, to wander further in....
Each aisle a hidden mystery, of passing time now gone,
Creaky floorboards underfoot, suspense to feast upon.
With slowing steps to linger... fingering along,
Soft folds of delicate battenburg lace,
Sunbeams softly trembling on friable webs encased
In the whispering of a rustic place.
Intriguing delight concealed within the shelves-
Carefully choose the best,
Ah, the piece to complete a Royal Dolton chipped teaset.
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Savour rose bouquets, breathe the aroma, pungent and sweet
Wafting fragrance unique,
Our hearts aglow... wandering by boiled lollies, mouth watering treat.
Rich, stroke of velvet colour, carelessly tossed braid with fringes unkempt,
Among ancient bears and china dolls, indulging my heart's content.
Thus the journey, so very sentimental, rummaging nostalgic memory lane,
Hunting for antique priceless treasure
To keep alive the flame.
A conglomerate of must-have collectibles, purchased at any price,
The call to keep alive the good old days
To reminisce, the hearts entice.
But while I shall be searching high and low, becoming feverish in the task,
May I never neglect the things money cannot buy
The beauty of eternal things, Lord, keep me holding fast
to all of You that lasts.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2003
heartwhispers
♪Peggy Lennon - Second hand rose♪
Wafting fragrance unique,
Our hearts aglow... wandering by boiled lollies, mouth watering treat.
Rich, stroke of velvet colour, carelessly tossed braid with fringes unkempt,
Among ancient bears and china dolls, indulging my heart's content.
Thus the journey, so very sentimental, rummaging nostalgic memory lane,
Hunting for antique priceless treasure
To keep alive the flame.
A conglomerate of must-have collectibles, purchased at any price,
The call to keep alive the good old days
To reminisce, the hearts entice.
But while I shall be searching high and low, becoming feverish in the task,
May I never neglect the things money cannot buy
The beauty of eternal things, Lord, keep me holding fast
to all of You that lasts.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2003
heartwhispers
♪Peggy Lennon - Second hand rose♪
~ Every Memory Is To Treasure ~
You are such a refreshment to my soul, as dew upon a flower at dawn,
I thank God He gave you as a blessing, you are in my heart forevermore.
No matter where we are led from this day, our God will go before,
Just as He brought you to my life, He will open every door.
The time we spend as mutual friends is beyond what we can measure,
Every memory I have of your friendship is such a special treasure.
Thankyou for giving of your all, you share your gifts in every way
Inspiring me to greater hopes, I am glad God gave you to me today.
God bless you always in all ways.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
You are such a refreshment to my soul, as dew upon a flower at dawn,
I thank God He gave you as a blessing, you are in my heart forevermore.
No matter where we are led from this day, our God will go before,
Just as He brought you to my life, He will open every door.
The time we spend as mutual friends is beyond what we can measure,
Every memory I have of your friendship is such a special treasure.
Thankyou for giving of your all, you share your gifts in every way
Inspiring me to greater hopes, I am glad God gave you to me today.
God bless you always in all ways.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
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~ I Dont Know Why ~
Every day, I have this feeling a tenderness,
from the beauty you impart,
coming somehow, I confess...
there must be something special in your heart.
Something that you do so very naturally,
What can I say
but, you fill my life each moment
in your own lovely way
A gentleness I feel just because you are so beautiful always,
I may never know how you came
but your friendship is God's gift to me today
I am glad and grateful to my Father
for the loving that we share
and so very grateful
for all your sweet and caring prayer.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
You have left your soft whispers and heart prints on my life and soul,
you have enriched my life forevermore
~Millie~
Every day, I have this feeling a tenderness,
from the beauty you impart,
coming somehow, I confess...
there must be something special in your heart.
Something that you do so very naturally,
What can I say
but, you fill my life each moment
in your own lovely way
A gentleness I feel just because you are so beautiful always,
I may never know how you came
but your friendship is God's gift to me today
I am glad and grateful to my Father
for the loving that we share
and so very grateful
for all your sweet and caring prayer.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
You have left your soft whispers and heart prints on my life and soul,
you have enriched my life forevermore
~Millie~
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~ Sweet Memories Are You ~
You take me into somewhere in all that you bear
In my yesterdays, todays, tomorrows you are already there
For you are of a memory deep inside of me
Resounding and repeating of everywhere I've been
All that I am, have seen, you are of the who I am
And go wherever here I go, holding to my hand-
A shadow of a mystery, inexplicably one
Wrapped within the all I know, of all I ever loved
There is nought to be explained, it remains of the unknown
Why my friend became as one
I feel I've always known.
Soft whispers for my forever friend from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
My friend walked into my story as though penned in every part
How can I thank God for the blessing of your heart
`blossoms`
You take me into somewhere in all that you bear
In my yesterdays, todays, tomorrows you are already there
For you are of a memory deep inside of me
Resounding and repeating of everywhere I've been
All that I am, have seen, you are of the who I am
And go wherever here I go, holding to my hand-
A shadow of a mystery, inexplicably one
Wrapped within the all I know, of all I ever loved
There is nought to be explained, it remains of the unknown
Why my friend became as one
I feel I've always known.
Soft whispers for my forever friend from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
My friend walked into my story as though penned in every part
How can I thank God for the blessing of your heart
`blossoms`
~ Memories Are Forever ~
You, touched a soul you passed today and, though you didn't know,
The gentle words you uttered there, warmed them with a lasting glow.
Just enough, to lift their spirit at the very needed time,
When they were feeling all alone, bereft, with life a bit unkind.
You blessed a soul you touched this day, by, just a simple smile,
When you looked them in the eye, 'twas then, they felt worthwhile.
You gathered up their fallen fragments as you passed so quickly by,
Unaware their need for love was calling in unspoken cry.
You didn't realise God would use you to protect them from the fear,
Collapsing in life's frailty, e'er holding back the tears.
You didn't know their name, nor face, but, they needed to know you,
Calling for a hand to gently reach with love that would be true.
Oh, would folk ever walk this path unloved,
if we all played our part...
If, when brushing someone by each day we share a little heart.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © April 2009
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Margi piano Music ♪ Precious Memories ♪
You, touched a soul you passed today and, though you didn't know,
The gentle words you uttered there, warmed them with a lasting glow.
Just enough, to lift their spirit at the very needed time,
When they were feeling all alone, bereft, with life a bit unkind.
You blessed a soul you touched this day, by, just a simple smile,
When you looked them in the eye, 'twas then, they felt worthwhile.
You gathered up their fallen fragments as you passed so quickly by,
Unaware their need for love was calling in unspoken cry.
You didn't realise God would use you to protect them from the fear,
Collapsing in life's frailty, e'er holding back the tears.
You didn't know their name, nor face, but, they needed to know you,
Calling for a hand to gently reach with love that would be true.
Oh, would folk ever walk this path unloved,
if we all played our part...
If, when brushing someone by each day we share a little heart.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © April 2009
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Margi piano Music ♪ Precious Memories ♪
~ Memories Are Really Friends ~
The memories we keep are really friends that we can always see
To pop up almost unawares, a pleasure constantly
Most often it's a sheer surprise when a memory will come
Something special comes to mind and we're smiling at the fun
How neat to visit as we like to muse on endlessly
Remembering every sweet delight
Entertained deliciously...
For we take them everywhere we go to dream or out to tea
And you are such a treasured memory
That wherever I go, you tag along with me.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
I am so glad that God one day told me in my heart to write to you
For that was the beginning of a friendship
that has no ending.
MaRose
The memories we keep are really friends that we can always see
To pop up almost unawares, a pleasure constantly
Most often it's a sheer surprise when a memory will come
Something special comes to mind and we're smiling at the fun
How neat to visit as we like to muse on endlessly
Remembering every sweet delight
Entertained deliciously...
For we take them everywhere we go to dream or out to tea
And you are such a treasured memory
That wherever I go, you tag along with me.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
I am so glad that God one day told me in my heart to write to you
For that was the beginning of a friendship
that has no ending.
MaRose
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~ What Happens To The Memories ~
Whatever happens to the memories, all the words we'd like to say
The ones caught tightly in our throat, emotions steal away
What happens to those tender thoughts that never get conveyed
Right to the very heart that needed them today.
Where do words go, meant to be, yet forgotten over time,
Never reaching their true destiny.... A lonely soul to find.
Whatever happens to the sorry words tthat are kidnapped by pride
Stymied by a frozen wall, the solid stoic kind
How will I love you words be kept if they are never said
Drowned out by a busy life, remembered only in regret
What happens to the gentle words of encouragement hearts need
When occupied with many things and not with planting seeds
But, what happens to those special words if given all away
Oh, so many folks are loved-
If sweet words are shared today
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
There is beauty all around and especially in a friend
we can find life very sweet if we tell them
Now, instead of Then
`blossoms`
Whatever happens to the memories, all the words we'd like to say
The ones caught tightly in our throat, emotions steal away
What happens to those tender thoughts that never get conveyed
Right to the very heart that needed them today.
Where do words go, meant to be, yet forgotten over time,
Never reaching their true destiny.... A lonely soul to find.
Whatever happens to the sorry words tthat are kidnapped by pride
Stymied by a frozen wall, the solid stoic kind
How will I love you words be kept if they are never said
Drowned out by a busy life, remembered only in regret
What happens to the gentle words of encouragement hearts need
When occupied with many things and not with planting seeds
But, what happens to those special words if given all away
Oh, so many folks are loved-
If sweet words are shared today
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
There is beauty all around and especially in a friend
we can find life very sweet if we tell them
Now, instead of Then
`blossoms`
~ Our Peaceful Porch ~
You and I sit so peacefully together on our sunny porch
Being as we are, just you and I, in the everlasting we are living for.
Here your kindness, unfurls a warmth, in all you say and do
God gave His very best... When He chose for me, a friend like you
I think I must be especially blessed and now I know 'tis really true
Seeing as God decided I should have
Such a lovely friend as you.
Softest whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Some friendships are as comforting and comfortable as a well worn pair of shoes
Others are full of excitement and adventure.
The best ones are laced with laughter and softened with tears
and strengthened with a spiritual bond
Emilie Barnes & Donna Otto Friends of the Heart
You and I sit so peacefully together on our sunny porch
Being as we are, just you and I, in the everlasting we are living for.
Here your kindness, unfurls a warmth, in all you say and do
God gave His very best... When He chose for me, a friend like you
I think I must be especially blessed and now I know 'tis really true
Seeing as God decided I should have
Such a lovely friend as you.
Softest whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Some friendships are as comforting and comfortable as a well worn pair of shoes
Others are full of excitement and adventure.
The best ones are laced with laughter and softened with tears
and strengthened with a spiritual bond
Emilie Barnes & Donna Otto Friends of the Heart
~ On The Front Porch ~
Today as usual, you were on my mind, hovering in my thoughts
Singing in my heart... as you do
So much so, I ought to tell you now, today...
let you know I am thinking... about you....As I often do
I felt you close, your basket, bouquet, left here upon my porch
content to say of all you meant...
then a pretty little butterfly came, intent to stay...
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Where do you come,
how do you know.... what is the beauty of eternity, you bear
on such beautiful wings of care
`blossoms`
Today as usual, you were on my mind, hovering in my thoughts
Singing in my heart... as you do
So much so, I ought to tell you now, today...
let you know I am thinking... about you....As I often do
I felt you close, your basket, bouquet, left here upon my porch
content to say of all you meant...
then a pretty little butterfly came, intent to stay...
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Where do you come,
how do you know.... what is the beauty of eternity, you bear
on such beautiful wings of care
`blossoms`
~ My Friend's Front Porch ~
My friend has a very cozy porch, right where I'm set to be
In her heart, her memory, I'm there continually
I know my dear friend loves me, and I sure love her well
Today's the very day, my care for her I tell
E'en though I cannot sit, upon her porch to stay
We're so comfy in each other's hearts
Our friendship is always.
Softest whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
My Friend is just so special
♥♥♥
Margi piano ♪ Through the eyes of love♪
My friend has a very cozy porch, right where I'm set to be
In her heart, her memory, I'm there continually
I know my dear friend loves me, and I sure love her well
Today's the very day, my care for her I tell
E'en though I cannot sit, upon her porch to stay
We're so comfy in each other's hearts
Our friendship is always.
Softest whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2007
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
My Friend is just so special
♥♥♥
Margi piano ♪ Through the eyes of love♪
~ Our Little World ~
We all had some special hidey holes, favourite little nooks
Like nestling in an alcove where we liked to read our books
Or 'neath the hedge a secret cave, to sneak in with the cat
Or the big old firewood heap with bunnies in our lap.
Maybe in the silo on the hill when it was clean and clear,
We'd crawl in through the tiny hatch and warble echoes we could hear.
Then there was the prickly hayshed full of baby mice and bales,
We'd try to find a staircase and climb right up to the rails.
We may have built a treehouse with steps to get up high,
To take our li'l childhood dreams away where we could fly.
But, best beneath our God's blue sky were cubbies of the tallest weed,
To crawl about and flatten some and make the rooms we'd need.
Where was our fear of critters then within trap doors to spring,
We shared our days with beetles unaware of scary things.
We could travel in our tiny world just with our li'l finger,
Between the grass, stones, sticks and sand a special road we'd figure.
Puppies, lambs, kittens and birds made up our world so sweet
Swings, a sandpit, Momma near was all that we could see-
Love within our li'l world was all we'd ever need
God's blue heaven overhead - a perfect sanctuary.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands,
And many friends I've met;
Not one fair scene or kindly smile
Can this fond heart forget.
Thomas Haynes Bayly,
No traces left of all the busy scene,
We all had some special hidey holes, favourite little nooks
Like nestling in an alcove where we liked to read our books
Or 'neath the hedge a secret cave, to sneak in with the cat
Or the big old firewood heap with bunnies in our lap.
Maybe in the silo on the hill when it was clean and clear,
We'd crawl in through the tiny hatch and warble echoes we could hear.
Then there was the prickly hayshed full of baby mice and bales,
We'd try to find a staircase and climb right up to the rails.
We may have built a treehouse with steps to get up high,
To take our li'l childhood dreams away where we could fly.
But, best beneath our God's blue sky were cubbies of the tallest weed,
To crawl about and flatten some and make the rooms we'd need.
Where was our fear of critters then within trap doors to spring,
We shared our days with beetles unaware of scary things.
We could travel in our tiny world just with our li'l finger,
Between the grass, stones, sticks and sand a special road we'd figure.
Puppies, lambs, kittens and birds made up our world so sweet
Swings, a sandpit, Momma near was all that we could see-
Love within our li'l world was all we'd ever need
God's blue heaven overhead - a perfect sanctuary.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.
Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands,
And many friends I've met;
Not one fair scene or kindly smile
Can this fond heart forget.
Thomas Haynes Bayly,
No traces left of all the busy scene,
~ Cherished Keepsakes ~
Why do I hold onto many treasures
As I ponder what their purpose proves,
I surround myself with mementos over which I croon.
What is it about the pretties I cherish, while grasping tight to keep,
Would my heart survive their loss or softly grieve too deep.
Every one, a memory here and there
From my mother, or even older still,
And from each special friend, gifts my heart to fill.
What is it, of our deeper self that is so connected to each antique thing,
Do they distract us from moving on to what tomorrows bring.
Are we afraid of losing something of self, by parting with the bric-a-brac,
When it's really lost it's glory and is dusty, drab and cracked.
If a natural disaster should strike and destroy all of the past,
Then I would have to carry all that lasts forever
Where it never fades - within my heart.
Please heal me of all these fears Lord
Help me to put my hope in You,
Where there are no bygones that pass away,
Only beautiful keepsakes
That are genuine and true.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2004
heartwhispers@iinet.net.auMemory glimmering through the dream of things that were.
Lord Byron
Why do I hold onto many treasures
As I ponder what their purpose proves,
I surround myself with mementos over which I croon.
What is it about the pretties I cherish, while grasping tight to keep,
Would my heart survive their loss or softly grieve too deep.
Every one, a memory here and there
From my mother, or even older still,
And from each special friend, gifts my heart to fill.
What is it, of our deeper self that is so connected to each antique thing,
Do they distract us from moving on to what tomorrows bring.
Are we afraid of losing something of self, by parting with the bric-a-brac,
When it's really lost it's glory and is dusty, drab and cracked.
If a natural disaster should strike and destroy all of the past,
Then I would have to carry all that lasts forever
Where it never fades - within my heart.
Please heal me of all these fears Lord
Help me to put my hope in You,
Where there are no bygones that pass away,
Only beautiful keepsakes
That are genuine and true.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2004
heartwhispers@iinet.net.auMemory glimmering through the dream of things that were.
Lord Byron
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~ Hidden Treasures ~
See this very precious moment hidden now in your tender little hand-
Open it as a cherished gift, the loveliest you have ever had,
For every treasured moment
Holds a thousand loving thoughts,
A momentous decision from within and a sweet delight is wrought...
To laugh in abundant joy
With the heart of a dearest friend,
Sending a prayer to the throne of God of praises without end.
Your mind may wander in garden glades
Just to talk with your Saviour there,
Every moment of a friendship that He loves to share-
Then as you feel the gentle breeze
And watch the beauty passing by,
This beautiful moment will unfold your heart of wonder to the sky.
Oh yes, a pungent moment
Dripping with delicious suspense-
Your open heart, suspended in forever
A glorious moment to ascend.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
See this very precious moment hidden now in your tender little hand-
Open it as a cherished gift, the loveliest you have ever had,
For every treasured moment
Holds a thousand loving thoughts,
A momentous decision from within and a sweet delight is wrought...
To laugh in abundant joy
With the heart of a dearest friend,
Sending a prayer to the throne of God of praises without end.
Your mind may wander in garden glades
Just to talk with your Saviour there,
Every moment of a friendship that He loves to share-
Then as you feel the gentle breeze
And watch the beauty passing by,
This beautiful moment will unfold your heart of wonder to the sky.
Oh yes, a pungent moment
Dripping with delicious suspense-
Your open heart, suspended in forever
A glorious moment to ascend.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
~ Treasured Friend ~
Knotted tightly to our heart is a friend that's tried and true
We are not drawn away to every smile
Beckoning for view.
For a good old friend will know us through and through-
They understand our need much more
Than another who is shiny new.
So we keep ties with those we know
Who share the memories so very sweet
For the time will always come when we need to reminisce.
We cannot lose the bonds we've made
With the one we know is pure
For the love we share with them, always will endure.
Soft Whispers for you from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
The sweet friends you have... Their adoption tried and true
Grapple them to your soul with knots of love anew-
Do not always turn aside into the empty entertainment
of a hatchling, flighty to pursue....
Knotted tightly to our heart is a friend that's tried and true
We are not drawn away to every smile
Beckoning for view.
For a good old friend will know us through and through-
They understand our need much more
Than another who is shiny new.
So we keep ties with those we know
Who share the memories so very sweet
For the time will always come when we need to reminisce.
We cannot lose the bonds we've made
With the one we know is pure
For the love we share with them, always will endure.
Soft Whispers for you from Derry's Heart Poems © 2005
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
The sweet friends you have... Their adoption tried and true
Grapple them to your soul with knots of love anew-
Do not always turn aside into the empty entertainment
of a hatchling, flighty to pursue....
~ My Dear One's Treasure ~
My dear one love lives on forever in my heart,
No matter where I roam, we shall never be apart.
For they wrote a letter in the sand of time,
A lovely letter from their heart
that shall be forever mine.
Every thoughtful word and deed that came natural to their soul,
Wrote another chapter of my legacy making up the whole.
The sum of which shall last forever
for my Dear one's love will never die,
For in the hearts they hold in prayer their eternal treasure lies.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2004
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Margi piano music ♪ Loving You Always♪
My dear one love lives on forever in my heart,
No matter where I roam, we shall never be apart.
For they wrote a letter in the sand of time,
A lovely letter from their heart
that shall be forever mine.
Every thoughtful word and deed that came natural to their soul,
Wrote another chapter of my legacy making up the whole.
The sum of which shall last forever
for my Dear one's love will never die,
For in the hearts they hold in prayer their eternal treasure lies.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2004
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Margi piano music ♪ Loving You Always♪
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~ Treasure E'er Divine ~
A golden slice of time with a favourite cup of tea
A bird singing by the window, a joyous song, glad and free.
A goblet of imaginary delight to finger, muse upon...
a jar of beauty, to release, overflow, with purest love....
The pretense you are here, enjoying a rosey afternoon
The fragrance of your heart
The loveliness of you...
Knowing we are enclosed in love so divine
You and I, kept, forever-
Treasured friend of mine.
Soft whispers just for you from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
The most lovely is close by: joy in another's eyes,
fragrance on the path, love from a gentle hand,
the life of God... unfurling from your heart.
~blossoms~
A golden slice of time with a favourite cup of tea
A bird singing by the window, a joyous song, glad and free.
A goblet of imaginary delight to finger, muse upon...
a jar of beauty, to release, overflow, with purest love....
The pretense you are here, enjoying a rosey afternoon
The fragrance of your heart
The loveliness of you...
Knowing we are enclosed in love so divine
You and I, kept, forever-
Treasured friend of mine.
Soft whispers just for you from Derry's Heart Poems © 2008
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
The most lovely is close by: joy in another's eyes,
fragrance on the path, love from a gentle hand,
the life of God... unfurling from your heart.
~blossoms~
~ Love Is The Treasure ~
I awoke as the sun exploded, expectancy filling my heart
Lord, what have You today
What joy will You impart....
Thank You for my yesterday.. You were with me all the way
This morning, You are still here-
For You never go away.
I look up to the heavens and see You at Your window,
As You keep tossing hues of love
For me to catch below.
I can see the twinkle in Your eye, as You delight to give...
Choosing sweet surprises
To give my soul a lift.
I'm excited for today as my spirit seeks to soar
In Your beautiful blue expanses,
With all You have in store.
I stretch up high my open hands in hushed expectancy
And as I pause, to gaze in awe-
Your love envelopes me.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Love is being wrapped up only in the idea God has of you.
Miguel de Unamuno
I awoke as the sun exploded, expectancy filling my heart
Lord, what have You today
What joy will You impart....
Thank You for my yesterday.. You were with me all the way
This morning, You are still here-
For You never go away.
I look up to the heavens and see You at Your window,
As You keep tossing hues of love
For me to catch below.
I can see the twinkle in Your eye, as You delight to give...
Choosing sweet surprises
To give my soul a lift.
I'm excited for today as my spirit seeks to soar
In Your beautiful blue expanses,
With all You have in store.
I stretch up high my open hands in hushed expectancy
And as I pause, to gaze in awe-
Your love envelopes me.
Soft Whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © 2006
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Love is being wrapped up only in the idea God has of you.
Miguel de Unamuno
~ This Treasure We Are Given ~
God grants to us a friendship, a gift for you and me
And then we choose each day
what wonder it will be...
Soft words of gentle love, sharing one to one,
A little bit of cheerful joy, a bunch of silly fun,
Some comfort in the sad times
A word or two to lift,
When spirits sink so very low this all can be our gift.
To walk in Jesus' footsteps, reach out with loving hand,
Touch someone with His kindness,
To show we understand.
To care in every pleasure and every heartbreak too,
To pray through every hardship- That they would do for you.
This treasure we are given, the gift to dry a tear,
Now that friend is sent from heaven
As someone very dear.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © Aug 2010
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
~We let go of the misconception,
that anyone or anything can with-hold from us
all the abundance that our God has planned to give~
God grants to us a friendship, a gift for you and me
And then we choose each day
what wonder it will be...
Soft words of gentle love, sharing one to one,
A little bit of cheerful joy, a bunch of silly fun,
Some comfort in the sad times
A word or two to lift,
When spirits sink so very low this all can be our gift.
To walk in Jesus' footsteps, reach out with loving hand,
Touch someone with His kindness,
To show we understand.
To care in every pleasure and every heartbreak too,
To pray through every hardship- That they would do for you.
This treasure we are given, the gift to dry a tear,
Now that friend is sent from heaven
As someone very dear.
Soft whispers from Derry's Heart Poems © Aug 2010
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
~We let go of the misconception,
that anyone or anything can with-hold from us
all the abundance that our God has planned to give~
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" We can only be said to be alive in those moments when
our hearts are conscious of our treasures"
~ Thornton Wilder
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our hearts are conscious of our treasures"
~ Thornton Wilder
I Heart Much Shabby Chic~Photos
Romantique and Shabby By Miss Bee's Haven
Miss Bees-albums
Thelittlecorner.tumblr.com
Neat old stuff albums 1
Neat Old Stuff albums 2
The-Rose-Cottage/photos
Images Inaire
Romantic living
Miss Ali's Handmade Giftware
Miss Ali's album of gifts
