White Heart

A light white heart left behind.

A bright white heart for me to find.

Santa

You must believe in Santa, you must believe he is true.
You must believe in Santa, or he won't believe in you.

Evil Lurking in the Grass

Evin lurking sharp on the blade.

Soon you will be gone, hiding in the shade.

The sun will shine upon you and I will see you again.

However, I'm not sure if I would call you a friend.

The evil grin you bear hiding under your hood.

I find you lurking, but not like I thought I would.

Easter Island Moai

Easter Island Moai in the palm tree.

Appearing in the bark, it is a mystery.

The stones of the Island are quite a mystery too.

But to find them here in California, in a tree, who knew?

Dear Old Sweet Face

His eyes are so cute, yet so sad at the same time.

His expression is humble, he has nice smile lines.

He is much older now, yet he is still just as sweet.

He wears his dentures sometimes, but only to sleep.

Emerging Life

Injecting light, emerging life, this photo reveals a birth.

The blooms look like odd pods planted upon this earth.

Bishop in White

The Bishop and his congregation wear white.

The others in front wear red, what a sight!

So many I find that hail to the sky.

Pointing and praising, and I think I know why.

Because love is there and I believe that to be true.

Just look around it will change your point of view.