Heart Impressions by Darla

Heartbeats

noreply@blogger.com (Darla) — Mon, 04 Feb 2013 20:34:00 +0000

Some may go before us

While others are left behind

So treasure the time between us

While there still is time

Make the moments count

Don’t waste them with feuds

Let positive words and smiles

Set the trending moods

Watch as many sunsets

As you possibly can

Write eloquent love notes

In the ever-changing sand

Long for lasting love

But live it like you mean it

Be a friend for life

Always keeping your candle lit

Never have to say good-bye

But I will see you later

Knowing your faith is strong

And you know the Creator

I wrote this poem today, February 4, 2013, after reading about a young man taking his life at the tender age of 14, the same age as my daughter. How sad that life seemed so empty or hard that he just threw it away. Then I saw a post on a prayer wall about a woman losing her friend to cancer. We only have a short time to make relationships with others. Make those count. Let them know they are loved and that God longs to know them and love them too and give them eternal life filled with peace and joy.

God Knew We Were Meant To Be

noreply@blogger.com (Darla) — Fri, 11 Feb 2011 04:17:00 +0000

I wrote this song just for you

to prove that my love is true

Didn't take too long to know

that with you our love will grow

I'll share with you everything

because you've made my heart sing

God knew we were meant to be

before even you and me

I know it was in His hand

cause here we are hand in hand

Each step that we take from here

we can take it without fear

Cause we know down deep inside

that we have nothing to hide

Every trial that we must face

we'll be strengthened by His grace

God knew we were meant to be

before even you and me

I know it was in his plan

cause here we are hand in hand

I wrote this song July 20, 1989. Not until after I had written it did I realize that it had exactly 7 syllables in each line. I sang it to my husband at our wedding on August 5, 1995. Then I sang it for my grandparent's when they renewed their wedding vows on their 50th wedding anniversary. It is my desire to record it on an accompaniment for others to enjoy at their wedding.

What Is True Love?

noreply@blogger.com (Darla) — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 04:38:00 +0000

Is it a kiss that lies upon your lips

Is it a tear that sometimes slips

Maybe it is a bondage that won't let go

that holds so tight and grows so slow

What I see is a hunger that has been fulfilled

A full committment that has been signed and sealed

I am sure it is fragile because it is so rare

so be very careful and show a lot of care

Let it be warm and tender

and let it be a heartmender

Don't let it be incomplete

like all the other defeats

It should be understanding

and always have soft landings

It's something no matter how hard I try

It seems to keep passing me by

It's a wish come true

and a God bless you

It's a lifetime goal

that only a few can afford its toll

It's a touch of grace

sent to fill an empty space

It's the "willing obligation of both to give"

That is what "true love" is

I wrote this poem in church when I was probably supposed to listening to the sermon. It was October 11, 1987. I started writing it at 11:50 am and finished it at 10:22 pm. I was 16 years old. I was on a quest to find true love apparently. I wrote about writing this poem on my other blog at homemadeharmony.blogspot.com if you want to check that out.

And It Faded Away

noreply@blogger.com (Darla) — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 02:04:00 +0000

I stood gazin in the distance

so aware of its existence

It was there all day long

but I knew by night it would be gone
It warmed my soul
and it made me feel whole
The wind caught my hair
and the feeling was so rare
I searched for the essence
and I longed for your presence
Time was running out
I wanted to shout
I pushed away my past
and yearned for this one to last
The tears burned in my eyes
as the darkness filled the skies
The beauty and love the sunset portrayed
was now like us..fading away

This poem was written September 24, 1990, which ironically is my husband's birthday. I didn't meet him until three years later. I am not sure which guy inspired this poem, but I seem to have quite a few poems that are tear jerkers.

Watching My Garden Grow

noreply@blogger.com (Darla) — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 18:15:00 +0000

Alone in my garden one day

I watched two squirrels at play

They paid no mind I was there

so I just sat and stared

In and out of bushes they'd scurry

up and down the paths they'd hurry

No deadline to meet

just acorns and leaves to eat

My flowers in full bloom

fresh fragrances to consume

A breeze a sweet delight

from the heat of warm sunlight

Roses all in different shades

the soft hint of hue that cascades

A painter's dream to expose

but a writer's privilege to compose

The shadows of yesterday seize

The Secret

Only the maker and I know

It's while watching my garden grow

This poem was written April 2, 1997. I more than likely was sitting outside writing. I am most inspired while enjoying nature. I had been married for two years and didn't have any children yet, not til the following Spring.

Welcome

noreply@blogger.com (Darla) — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 15:43:00 +0000

I started writing songs before I was old enough to write them. I would sing lyrics to my dad and he would write them down. Here is where I will be sharing with you thoughts and moments I have expressed in poetry and songs. I wrote some of these for others when I was asked to. It was a pleasure to be able to help others express their feelings in creative form. It was interesting sometimes how I was inspired to write some of these. I will share with you some commentary along with some of my pieces why, when, where and whatever else comes to mind to explain the origin. Several of my friends have suggested I write a book with my poems..and through Google maybe I will. This is my first step. It has taken me over twenty years to get my poems out of a box and on the computer to share with others. I hope you enjoy and are touched by my words.