My Poems           Reincarnation   I see you, tired souls... Drops ticking from your leaves Cool, wet, breeze misting my face. Did you cry from the trials of this cruel world? Escaping this time to a life of solitude? Of gentle, majestic beauty. Blowing, swaying... to the music of the wind. Birds sing to your branches. You carry the melody. The stars... your blanket The moon... your lamp Beneath your greatness I am nothing. You calm my despair my true friends. I see you, tired souls, as me one day... at peace. written by: Sonya Whiting Maxwell Feet a Draggin When I was a young girl I lived down on the farm Winter was a season of happiness and joy And the summers mild and warm One of my pleasures was going to town just a riding on the wagon I’d sit on the back with the tailgate down And both of my feet a draggin. Now I am old and gray And live in a house in town All the old folks have gone their way And a wagon can’t be found But I still remember when I was a girl And I hope I’m not a braggin When I say I have never known such joy as just riding on that wagon. I went to the park to walk the other day And the sun was nice and warm But it didn’t seem to thrill me the way it did down on the farm But as I walked along I noticed And once again I’m not a braggin Then I smiled when it finally came to me Thank you God, my feet are not a draggin... Yet! written by: Evelyn Dewberry Nichols My Grandma...Evelyn Dewberry Nichols Ocean Eyes Waiting patiently for my soulmate To end the agony of this present state. With anticipation my head does raise At once forever lost in your gaze. Colors that change with every glance Command us forget our parallel circumstance. Grass and sky mixed in two pools When swimming in, there is no rule. No oppositions to pleasure when we do touch Frantic, ravishing, we fight the rush. Taking advantage of this, our time Savoring, as tasting a fine sweet wine. Our time passing by so fast Pleading each other, make it last. Hungry cravings once again appear In the blue green pools, the future is clear. Souls...hearts intertwined, we soar Minds...bodies satisfied, floating to shore. No fears or worries will ever arise When I swim in the pools of your ocean eyes. written by: Sonya Whiting Maxwell