Jeeps Are For Girls

Been looking through old pics of us from THAT summer.         

Swimming at the river

Jeeping HatsThat summer we played on borrowed time.

 Slipping away at the drop of a hat.

So far past caring what the other’s thought.

Texting each other, “What you doing?”

Was just our code for,”Come on, lets go!”

That summer we swam half naked in the river,

Dipping low as the canoers paddled on by.

Running on the beach slow motion, Bo Derrick style.

That summer we let the wind take our troubles

On the tail of the words we sang right out loud.

Laughing and crying and baring our souls

That summer my white jeep was our steed

We rode it slow and easy away from our cares.

 

That summer of 2011

That summer of freedom

I sure miss that summer

I miss us.

I call Girls Day (and Night)  

Jeepin girls

Jeeps are for girls

In my old jeep

                                                                                                                                                                                                      

When it’s Good and warm!

Pinky Swear???

Silly Boys Jeeps are for Girls


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My Poetic Heart

What is this horribly heavy thing
Inside my chest.
Why is it that I do this
Time and again?

A melody sweet and true
Somewhere in my heart
Distant and haunting
Longs to ring out.

My free spirit rides the wind
Laughing with abandon
Carefree and  taunting
Beckoning mischief

But the storms do rage
The savage wind blows cold
And I grasp for love
Blindly seeking shelter.

Who can catch this little girl
Running in my mind?
Who will catch her, tame her
Make her his own?

~Sara Jane~

Again

I pray the Lord
I do this right.

I pray the Lord
To give me insight.

I pray the Lord
For I have no fight.

I pray the Lord
While I take flight.

~Sara Jane~

Sweetness

My daughter, Allison and son, Levi about 14 yrs ago

Little boy laughter
Come wrestle with me
Sparkle my eyes
With mischievous glee.

Little girl giggle
Come dance with me
Twinkle my life
With love so free.

Laugh and giggle
Dance and wrestle
Sparkle and twinkle
Gleeful life, mischievous love.

~Sara Jane~

Quiet Is The Morning

On little kitten paws
Tomorrow becomes today
We groan and turn
Holding on to dreams

And today nudges
As reality teases
Still we fight
The dawn

Quiet is the morning
Holding all it’s possibilities
Gentle is the sun
Before it decides how the day must be

                                                                  ~Sara Jane~

I Celebrate Me

My baby glamour girl

I’ve put away
Little girl dreams
And little girl ways
But the world
Doesn’t stop there

I can go on
It’s okay
Wiser now
Jaded heart
Still intact

No one knows

My Jaded Girl

But I rejoice
I celebrate me
And the party
Is grand

~Sara Jane~

Safe

I keep myself
In a box
Somewhere
Safe

Sometimes
I escape
And the wounding
Happens

I gather myself
And take inventory
Tucking me in
Again

Sigh and breath
Glance and dream
Hold and love
Safe in a box

~Sara Jane~

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