The flower I am

The flower I am unfolds each day
as I peel back the layers as the sun finds it's way
As I search for my answers of how I became me
It becomes more clear, as the pedals unfray
   The bigger picture emerges as life moves ahead
   My heart opens up like the flowering rose
   With each pedal falling from a sensitive pose
 Our lives are mere raindrops on this thing we call earth
           figuring out ourselves from our time of birth

Grandmas Hug

I woke up this morning with my grandmas hug
fast asleep I was
I don't know if it was a dream or was it her?
It felt so real, as my heart lay still
It wrapped all around me, inside and out
Her arms wrapped around me without a doubt

She once came to me after she died
I asked all the questions of how and why
she answered all of them so many I asked
but the second I awoke they were gone in a flash

The feeling was left of all that we are
the positive goodness is never far
so as I live day by day
I feel the love and hugs of my Grandmas way