Your Father's Daughter

Your Father's Daughter

Draw your energy
from the Sun and
harness the Moon
when the day is done

Know your worth and
accept life’s call,
you’re your Father’s
daughter, after all

So believe in what
you know to be
good and true, no
matter what they
say about you

Back up and double up
and take it head on,
for that’s when your
spirit is truly shone

For my Dad, Sam West
I miss you, Mayor
Lynn West
© 2014

Wishes

Wishes
Know me now,
my taste,
my touch,
the softness
of my kiss

Hold me tight
as lovers do,
without speaking
a single word

Feel my body
respond to you
as my breath
quickens

Bring me to the
brink of ecstasy
on waves of passion
surrendered

I will find joy
in a contended smile
and the slowing of
your breathing

Watch my face in
afterglow and
snuggle closer still

Lynn West
(c) 2013

The Farm

The Farm

He took my hand,
not one word spoke,
as we sat in awe of
the view

My neck he began
to gently stroke
as I watched the
sky so blue

Ever in wonder of
nature’s glory, we
basked in simple joys,
of birds in flight and
old twisted trees,
leaves rustling, the only
noise

My first time there,
at Serenity,
was only in my mind,
yet I know that day
will come to pass,
with the one so
compassionate and kind

Smiles are easy
when I’m with him,
kisses, we are
taking very slow,
but after all,
it’s not a race
just a better
way to grow

Lynn West
© 2014

Time

Time
As the clock ticks
and the ball drops,
turning into another year,
kisses are given,
resolutions made,
hopes and dreams renewed

Time marches on, it has a way
of teaching us lessons,
while giving us memories,
both fond and ones that we
sometimes wish we could forget

Time reflects as lines on our faces,
gray in our hair and perhaps we are
even a bit shorter and slower

For many of us, time shows
us what truly matters and
that can never be a bad thing

I wonder sometimes, if we
could turn back time, would
we really do things differently?
Many would answer yes
without hesitation, while others
come to realize that the path
we walk, while sometimes
stony and curvy, is the one
we've chosen, be it wisely or not

I think the true definition of time
is taking life moment by moment,
living it fully, being aware of the
simple joys and pleasures
and by being thankful and grateful

Most importantly, time defines who
you are and always being yourself
is who you should truly strive to be

Never hesitating to love deeply,
even if it means you might get hurt,
for there is no greater gift that someone
can give you than their time, dedicated
to you, spent with you, even thinking
about you, time is precious and giving
it to another is a gift I hope you treasure

Time marches on, time is on our side,
for everything there is a time and a place…

Is it the right time for you to do this
or the wrong time for you to do that?

Take your time if you like,
but grasp each moment,
for we truly never know
how much time we really have

Lynn West
© 2013 New Year’s Eve

Dreamscape

Dreamscape
Amid the noise
I hasten away
into my inner
cave, blocking
out the fishwives’
ever droning woes

I welcome in the light
of day and bow to
angel’s soaring and
when their harps
begin to strum,
I know my time is near

I look into that golden
glow, that some simply
call the Sun and
ride the wings of Hawk filled
skies to the land that time
can’t harm

And when my eyes flutter open
from the night’s deep slumber,
I know that I have touched
my past, present and future,
all in one night’s dream…

Lynn West
© 2013

Symphony

Symphony

Life is like a symphony,
the world an ever changing song

Listen not only with ears
but with an open heart,
basking in the glory of it all

Simple pleasures can bring
such joy – from a hummingbird’s
twittering as it seeks nectar
to the lonely sound of a train going by

I suppose we all look at life differently,
some choose to measure their worth
by monetary value, but at the end
of the road, you can’t take it with you,
what you do carry are memories,
make them count…

Lynn West
© 2013

Tender Words

Tender Words

Shelter me with arms of love,
safe within your grasp,

Carry me over the stars
with a slow seductive kiss

Touch me with your soul
and let me feel your warmth

Sprinkle love upon my face,
one tiny kiss at a time,

Laugh with me over
simple joys snuggled,
up in bed,

Call me baby, call me hon,
whisper words of nectar sweet

Be with me and me with you,
hand in hand, once more,
Know that I am ever yours,
until my dying breath

One and you, me and thee,
love that lasts eternally

Lynn West
© 2013