Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Weathered -Linda lee Lyberg I’ve done my best to forever remember Each line on your weathered face Your delicate hands soft and tender The beauty of your southern grace
Dear Mom- Six years ago today, I received an early morning call telling me you were gone. The nurse told me someone had been in to check on you, and they came back 15 minutes later, and your soul had moved on. I read… Continue Reading “Dear Mom”
The Wind -Linda Lee Lyberg Here I bravely stand Reaching out to give you my hand To guide me through this unknown land For you’ve been there, you understand
It is not the type of jewelry that normally attracts her. Placed in the corner of the glass case, treated as nothing more than a brassy trinket, there is an ethereal quality to the piece that catches her eye and holds her, spellbound. “May… Continue Reading “The Locket”
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