J. J. Nightingale : Writing

Rose ~

Rose ~

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


She was 36yrs old, when I wrote this poem .. And She will always be my Baby Girl...
Passion's Hour ..

Passion's Hour ..

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


If I stay beside thee now ..what promise can I hold as trueShall all that's told in passion's hourbe as that truth and honest vow ..Will all the night..
Summer-Shine

Summer-Shine

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


Soft light streams through window's laceBringing reflections of garden's graceWhilst roses raised with loving-mindReach to the rays of summer-shineI m..
Anything at all ..

Anything at all ..

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


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Butterflies ~

Butterflies ~

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


AN OLD WRITE.."BROUGHT BACK TO LIFE"..
After Hours ..

After Hours ..

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


I'm leaving .. don't worry, I'll be alright ..That message took me to so many little places ..an early morning a first day .. a brave little girlstepp..
Mother's   HAIKU

Mother's HAIKU

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


Little feet in snowYour tiny hand needed mineForty winters pastJ.J.
Lost We Are ~

Lost We Are ~

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


Children .... Who Knew......?
MUD

MUD

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


Thinking about the times spent in the hills of Virginia... The little brown skinned girl..never felt out-of-place.. only felt unconditionally..LOVED
Seasons ..

Seasons ..

A Poem by J. J. Nightingale


I thought of him ;In SpringAs sunlight danced on the gardenWhere first he spoke of love to meIn SummerOn stormy nightsWhen I feared the echoing thunde..