A Time To Shed. Mandi Roberts

      Self

      You Are

      so

      Just Be

      and

      Live Your Journey

      Dance of Nature

      Leaves flutter, floating adrift

      descending to find their place on the ground

      To the observer, a beautiful gift

      witnessing autumn's dance, pure and profound

      As their russet hues reflect in the sky

      a final performance takes place

      Like lovers preparing to say goodbye

      the end of their time, they now face

      With rhythm and motion they appear intertwined

      aware their fate has been sealed

      As one they continue with moves so refined

      for to nature's rules, they must yield

      It's their one and only dance, and they shimmy and they sway

      in tune with the breath of the breeze

      Together they will fall, and together they will lay

      beneath the expanse of the trees

      When You Are Missing From Me

      When you are missing from me

      my world is not the same

      The sun is not as bright

      until someone mentions your name

      When you are missing from me

      silent are the birds that fly

      Dull are the glistening stars

      that illuminate the night sky

      When you are missing from me

      my smile is a facade

      It hides my loneliness from all

      so as not to let down my guard

      It's a secret that we keep, a journey that's ours alone

      hidden from the others, our future still unknown

      So...

      When you are missing from me

      I must miss you on my own

      I'm never at my best that way

      when feelings can't be shown

      As You Move About The Bay

      Oh tiny grains of sand do tell, where do you go at night?

      Do you drift across the ocean floor, until the early morning light?

      Does the moonlight glow affect you, as you move about the bay?

      Does the ebb and flow of life, trouble you throughout the day?

      Are you at peace when on the shore, or moving with the tide?

      When are you at your happiest, when have you often cried?

      In you, I see myself, trying to find my way

      Never knowing how to get, to where I'm going every day

      To me you bring great comfort, a place for me to lay

      a place for some reflection, a place for me to play

      You hold so many secrets, such beauty you do hide

      Treasures lay beneath you, from places far and wide

      You are always a constant, in a transient kind of way

      Oh how I love to see you, as you move about the bay

      Soliloquy

      Soliloquy - what a wonderful word!

      Such a shame it is rarely seen nor heard

      Are our lives so busy, we have no time to wonder,

      nor to stay up late with our thoughts to ponder?

      Or to speak out loud and question events,

      or rant and rave with feelings intense?

      We've many questions to ask, and quandaries to muse,

      issues to deliberate that often confuse

      Jot down your thoughts, explore the written word,

      from the thought provoking, to the seriously absurd

      Express your ideas and shout loud your story

      Use our sweet language in all of its glory

      Don't bother with texts, tweets, or messages short

      no abbreviations can ever fully report

      The message you have and want to share

      should be told in full, with no words to spare

      If no one is listening, speak anyway

      Answer yourself, for you have much to say