Happy New Year

As the Old Year slips
Into the New – Remember
How much I love you.

Mandy Edwards (c) 2017


Forever Together

If we could be together
Would you hold me close
So I can hear your breath?


If we could be together,
Would you take my hand
And wipe away my tears?


If we could be together,
Would you keep me filled
With overflowing love?


If we cannot be together. Ever.
Will you slip into my heart
So I can feel you there,

Mandy Edwards (c) 2016

Man and Wife

I lie with you beneath this willow tree;
Whose viridescent branches hide us here,
And listen to the shrieks of surfers, free,
Unfettered by the burdens that we bear.
This gift of time allows my thoughts to ease.
I sigh; relax and watch you drift away,
Enchanted by the shadows of the leaves,
That dance upon your face in gleeful play.
I slow my heart in time to beat with yours,
And marvel at each gentle breath you take,
I feel the rising swell of inner shores,
And turn my back upon some distant ache.
For in this magic place no worldy strife,
Can take away our love as man and wife.

Mandy Edwards (c) 2015
(Edited version)

A child is born

The Christmas-story: a tale handed down,
After centuries of telling, still mystery bound.
Though full of conjecture it fills us with awe,
The little babe, Jesus, born in the straw.
Now hope germinates from the tiniest seed,
And for me this story’s not hard to believe.
For truth is found in the strangest of places,
And love always shines from the tiniest faces.
Mandy Edwards © 2016


He loves me, he loves me not
A tear begins to form.

He loves me, he loves me not
A seed of fear is born.

He loves me, he loves me not
My heart will not settle.

He loves me, he loves me not!
I crush the fragile petal.

What if he never loves me?
My brokenness won’t mend.

I pick another daisy
And start the count again.

He loves me. He loves me!
Joy becomes a sigh.

For just a tiny spark of hope
A flower had to die.

Mandy Edwards (c) 2016

photo credit © SeaGoat Photography 2016