Rest

Rest What is rest? Somewhere to sit and take in the last rays of sun as you watch the shifting tide. It is a fading and reappearing ship that travels to unknown destinations in search of deep, cool water to drop anchor. Love always, Esha ❤

Snow Day

Photo by Trang Pham on Pexels.com Snow Day The wind likes to mingle With the snow I hear it whispering As flakes of wonder blow But since it's cold... I'll just watch the majestic scene From my frozen window   Love always, Esha ❤

In Memory

  This poem is dedicated to my Grandmother. In Memory Your eyes were soaked in the honey of hope Faint crows feet stood watch nearby No matter the time of day You would always laugh, smile And indulge in the happiness of life   I can still recall The gray, thick curls falling loose To … Continue reading In Memory