She Holds Seeds of Wishes That Are Starting to Bloom - Scottish Heather Poem

Scottish Heather

She's like the sunlight

and sweet summer air,

wearing sprigs of white heather

in her strawberry hair. 

Her heart is golden,

her eyes sea blue,

she holds seeds of wishes

that are starting to bloom

Christy Ann Martine

I wrote this poem for my lovely daughter Heather, you can find it in my poetry book

"She'll Find the Sky: A Collection of Poems."

 

The Sunlight Was Stolen from My Eyes

And the light it came to find me,

and it held more hope than the sky,

for this morning star empty of wishes

could only dream of sunrise. 

-Christy Ann Martine

 

You Were the Only Light in My Lonely Sky

How could I have known?