Touch of the Midnight Breeze is a collection of beautiful poems. The perfect read for the introspective evening, or when you simply want to lose yourself. The emotions and surroundings peacefully captured you can feel every lines and sense them very well. You can fall in love with the poem “Radha” about her wonderful love story. Perfectly captured childhood memories in “childhood days” or the adventure you faced during the “boyhood”. “Sleepless Nights” intensifies the length of how long the night of loneliness can be or “Dreams” and “Quiet eyes” can bring out the romantic side in you. So set a date with yourself, at any place you feel cozy, this book is sure to leave your heart and mind in a romantic yet mesmerizing space.

A compilation of highly acclaimed poetry, prose and lyrical verse. Author Don MacIver writes from the heart, mind and soul reflecting on life and its givings. Themes range from romance and human relationships to nature and the environment, inspirational and dreams, a place to remember, the human condition, in tribute and lyrical verse. These words in verse invoke powerful emotions and are a reflection of life and our natural surroundings as seen through the author's eyes. Explore life's greatest emotions through 'A Touch of Rose'.

Hold this book gently as it is full of precious words. This extremely talented writer has put her heart and soul into the creating of the material inside this book of spiritual poetry and some prose. She does something a little different by putting the poems in alphabetical order to make it easier to go back to find one when the reader wishes to re-read certain poems. You will want to go back to many. Helen has a way that makes words flow, soothing the reader, as they tell a story. You will be 'Touched by God' as Helen is. This book will be a great addition to any collection.

Come feel the cool and shadowed breeze, come smell your way among the trees, come touch rough bark and leathered leaves: Welcome to the night. Welcome to the night, where mice stir and furry moths flutter. Where snails spiral into shells as orb spiders circle in silk. Where the roots of oak trees recover and repair from their time in the light. Where the porcupette eats delicacies—raspberry leaves!—and coos and sings. Come out to the cool, night wood, and buzz and hoot and howl—but do beware of the great horned owl—for it’s wild and it’s windy way out in the woods!