Seeing You

I found you again in my dream

Among the stories of my past 

So close I could feel your warmth 

As you touched my hand at last

But at that moment of wonder

I had forgotten that you had gone

And I prayed there in the moonlight 

I'd be with you at the dawn

You said some words to me 

In a calm and reassuring 

way

That led me to believe

I'd see you again one day

So in my slumber I accepted that promise

And watched you turn away 

Looking back over your shoulder at me

The same as on our last day

Waiting On An Angel

To lose a loved one here is to be greeted by an angel in the future.  I know it hurts.

The Answer

Looking for solutions?

Searching for God and his mercies? He is in your heart.
He is manifested by your actions. Represent Him and you have found peace.

Cathy Windham

Time

Time

Does it follow along beside you wherever
you go

Does it skip ahead in your mind

All those moments are near at hand

Marching along to a magical band

Cathy

New Dreams

Tired of waiting
Just gonna go
Along dusty roads
Where I don't know

Starting out right
Gathering all I need
Checking the map
For places it will lead

Hand in my pocket
Key in my hand
Going to unlock
The dreams I have had

So wonder no more
If the waiting is up
I'm out the door
I'll get there with luck

Cathy
01/01/17

Love

The only true gift in life is love.

You can give it away and find yourself blessed with more than you gave away. 

Amazingly your heart can hold an immeasurable amount of love, too!

So, spend it freely and spread it far and wide. It's the one thing that is contagious that you will feel great being expose to.

Get caught up in it's fever.

Feel drenched and exhausted from

It's fire.

Sunrises and sunsets are the color of love as it throws it's warm hues as far as you can see.

It's the deepest blue of the ocean and the whitest of sand under toes.

Love is the top of the mountain with breathtaking vistas in all directions.

It's the softness of the cheek being kissed. 

A finger holds a gold band of love.

You hold a newborn's head.

Keep love alive in your life and you

will feel at the epicenter of your world that revolves with a purpose.

Cathy

Pink Pasture

Pink Pasture

As the sun is setting behind the trees of the  distant pasture, the thought of you crosses my mind. The sky is pink and the outline of the trees is dark in contrast.  Many nights I lay awake and try to remember the first time I went to your home town.  It was a small place but very cute. I had never been in the South before that day. I suppose in my mind I always thought that living in the country was something that I would never experience. The house was clean and neat. Lunch was ready and made to look like a buffet. It was some of the best food I have ever eaten. Your parents were especially kind to me. They asked me some questions about where I was from and about my family. They made me feel very much at home. After helping with the dishes from lunch, we went on a drive.  In in the fields there was cotton growing and also peanuts. Some other farms had corn in long rows. As we drove along, you pointed out your high school and other places in town that were of interest. You used to have a house that was built quite a long time ago that was a mansion complete with big columns out front. It had burned down just a few years earlier. There was a similar house directly across on the corner from where it used to stand. You described the home you lived in and I could only imagine what it was like to live in such a fine place.  Later on I was able to see the inside of that other house and it made me fall in love with the old antebellum homes even more.

We drove along some narrow roads out to your grandmother's  house. When we got there, she was in the garden. There were beautiful flowers of all kinds around her. Some of my favorite where the tiger lilies and the black eyed Susan's along the fence. You could see for many miles across the pasture land. Gentle rolling hills of grass with some cows and horses grazing leisurely. I remember sitting in one of the chairs just outside the back door and drinking some sweet tea. It was the most pleasant afternoon I had spent in quite a while. I went inside to use the restroom and noticed how small and sweet the place was. It consisted of two bedrooms, a livingroom and kitchen combination and to the side of the house there was a screened porch. On that porch there was a bed that  was surrounded by windows. They were cracked open and a gentle breeze was making the was curtains billow.  I  knew someday I would love to take a nap on that bed. I noticed the quilt on the bed. The pattern was called Dresden plate. To this day it is one of my most favorite patterns. The bathroom is small and functional really nothing to describe - do your business and get out. On my way outside, I saw another bedspread on the master bed. It was white chenille. On it there was a pattern of lilacs that  had been stitched. I thought it looked so beautiful.

When we left her house we drove a little further and stopped at a corner church. Across the road was a cemetery. You showed me where several of your relatives were buried. I felt as though I could live with this family if ever I had the chance. The week went quickly and I met many friends that you had grown up with and felt very comfortable around them. I flew home to Virginia and was busy with nursing school. You came to visit me every month and we spoke every week on Sundays. In December I said yes when asked to marry you. Your mother gave you her first diamond. You had it reset and in a new ring for me. I never felt so loved in all my life. Several months passed and we grew closer and more excited about our wedding on June 16. 

I saw our photograph again tonight.  Both of us are smiling and looking-very happy to be married.

When I think about those early days together,

it seems like yesterday.

The pink streaked sunset on the pasture will always make me smile and remember you.