November 24, 2014

Soft lips touch my finger.

Teeth grip my knuckle.

Smiling eyes . . .

New tooth coming!

Marked by love.

By Martha L Shaw – © 11-24-2013


From The Other Side

November 23, 2014

I stand here by the window,

My curtains drawn but sheer

Cover closed blinds.

Here I remain,

Yet wondering,

I reach out and peek between the slats.

By Martha L Shaw – © 11-23-2014

It Is Well!

November 22, 2014

My heartbeat quickened when I heard your voice

Beckoning me to come and see,

And eagerly I stepped out into the night.

The cool air refreshed me

And though I walked hesitantly at first,

I soon hurried on in hopeful anticipation.

We were making progress,

You said.

I, my human sight far weaker

Than your vision for me,

Saw only that home and familiarity

Were no longer in view

And realized the night air had grown cold.

I held my breath,

Saw the darkness and wondered at the hour.

I lost sight of you,

And felt frozen in place

Without a plan,

With legs suddenly as marble,

Stiff and immobile

I wondered what to do,

My eyes tightly shut.

I cried out

And heard your voice,

As though you were standing

Right in front of me

“I’m here” you said, reassuring me.

I opened my eyes and saw you

Standing so close

Your presence warmed me

In body and in soul.

You reached out,

I placed my hand in yours.

“Look!” you said

And I saw more stars than I could count

Studding the night sky.

“I placed each one of them there for you”

You told me.

At that moment, I knew your love

As I had never known it before

And hope swelled within me

Until happy tears fell

And we walked on together.

“It is well” you assured me,

But I already knew.

by Martha L Shaw – Copyright 11-25-2012


November 20, 2014


As the sun rose

Its warming rays touched my

Night cooled flesh

With the thrill of a new day!


By Martha L Shaw – © 11-19-2013


Small Wonders

November 19, 2014

The rustling leaves seem to whisper

Of the frigid air all about them,

While the birds resting near

Still sing  of blue skies and sun.

He knows their every feather.

By Martha L Shaw – © 11-19-2014


Wasted Time

November 17, 2014

Possible storm, they said

so I spent the morning worried

and frowning at the sun.

By Martha L Shaw – Copyright 11-17-14


Thoughts Over Morning Coffee – On Stormy Weather

November 17, 2014

The glow of Sunday’s hope filled shining rays is replaced by the foggy gloom of Monday’s promised storm. The key is listening to the heart which knows with certainty that He is still in it.Martha L Shaw THOUGHTS OVER MORNING COFFEE

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