Her very special friends
Called her to come listen
To tales of where they’d been
So off she went
Her blanket on the ground
She sat beneath the trees
Her chin upon her knees
Deep in the woods
The stories she enjoyed
Stirring her eager heart
And she chose to depart
To join the wind
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
The little face poked out
Of the nest in the tree
Blinked, a new day to see
Sun on the rise
Happy little squirrel
Scampers down the branches
Off to take his chances
For adventure
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
Such wonderful secrets
Only best girlfriends share
With tender loving care
A precious bond
Confidants forever
The good stuff and the bad
The happy and the sad
Forge lifelong trust
©2022 Annette Rochelle Aben
It’s his Beatle birthday
My brother’s sixty-four
In, the good wishes pour
He deserves them
Wants not, a birthday cake
We’re buying him Chinese
We know it’s sure to please
He loves the stuff
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
To those who have no hope
An Angel pays a call
As in the manger’s stall
Watching over
Keeping them safe and sound
Wrapping them in strong wings
Be they, peasants or kings
Love’s always there
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
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