A sudden scurry of light
flashed across the darkened sky
cosmic particles flew across
the horizon creating enough light to
attract these wandering eyes.
A fiery display like fireflies
leaving a trail of glowing embers
weaving a pattern of radiant light
through the darkened night.
A sense of cosmic games being played
by bodies as old as time itself
falling from heaven's grace
in a flood of color and flames.
Across the sky comets moving like balloons
on a string to the delight of children
looking into the night.
Again appeared in that expanse of space
the death of a far away star
blazing its eerie trail across the night sky -
leaving momentarily a ribbon of light; then to be seen-
-no more.
A celestial grand plan put in place
by other than man, only He could devise
such a thing to hang stars as ornaments
in the sky, leaving man to provide only
names for someone else's scheme.
Everything in life has its time and place
yet what more to seek, but not to find,
than a falling star to treat these old eyes of mine.
So whenever our call comes to follow these flaming beauties -
shall we go quietly to a darkened space,
or shall we like these celestial things, leave this life
in a blaze of glory - a lasting moment of beauty and grace,
as we move on to some other place.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
My Grandchildren
S for special
H for happy
E for empathetic
L for love
B for beautiful
I for independent
E for enjoyable
L for love
Y for youthful
D for dependable
I for intelligent
A for apple of my eye
Two hearts - two loves - all special to me
a gift from heaven each
a joy for a life long lived
a blessing from God up above
a measure of His unending love.
H for happy
E for empathetic
L for love
B for beautiful
I for independent
E for enjoyable
L for love
Y for youthful
D for dependable
I for intelligent
A for apple of my eye
Two hearts - two loves - all special to me
a gift from heaven each
a joy for a life long lived
a blessing from God up above
a measure of His unending love.
My Right Hand
My right hand is my strength and my guide
he is always by my side.
My right hand is my leader and friend
it is to him I turn when my life is need of a mend.
My right hand is the one I lean on the most
he is the one who guides me when I feel lost.
My right hand is the one who shows me the way
the one to whom I speak to first before I have my say.
He is the one whom I trust
whenever I have got into a fuss.
When fear tries to take control of my life
I turn to my right hand to lead me from the strife.
When I feel lost and don't know what to do
my right hand is always present and leads me out of my stew.
I would give my life for my right hand to stay free
just as He has already done for me.
Adapted from:
Psalm 16:8
he is always by my side.
My right hand is my leader and friend
it is to him I turn when my life is need of a mend.
My right hand is the one I lean on the most
he is the one who guides me when I feel lost.
My right hand is the one who shows me the way
the one to whom I speak to first before I have my say.
He is the one whom I trust
whenever I have got into a fuss.
When fear tries to take control of my life
I turn to my right hand to lead me from the strife.
When I feel lost and don't know what to do
my right hand is always present and leads me out of my stew.
I would give my life for my right hand to stay free
just as He has already done for me.
Adapted from:
Psalm 16:8
Three Friends
a frog and a mouse
went for a ride
went along side by side
down the road they rode to see
until they got to the big oak tree
sat in the shade
all day they did
until they met a new katydid
a frog and a mouse went for a ride
joined by a katydid who rode by their side
sang to a tune the katydid knew
out of the trees the birds flew
no one seemed to really understand
the friendship of this merry band
went for a ride
went along side by side
down the road they rode to see
until they got to the big oak tree
sat in the shade
all day they did
until they met a new katydid
a frog and a mouse went for a ride
joined by a katydid who rode by their side
sang to a tune the katydid knew
out of the trees the birds flew
no one seemed to really understand
the friendship of this merry band
Monday, July 4, 2011
Paradise not Lost
Surrounded by tropical treasures
large plummed birds called in
strange and beautiful ways
only to be answered from another
a long way away,
flowers with bright petals provided
a blanket of color with a dazzling array.
Cascading water forms a foaming white tower
falling, falling down a long wet slide
broke the calm of an otherwise peaceful day.
Breathtaking in speed and power the race of the
falling water deafening to the ears causes
the heart to race with its power.
Green footprints form where the falls left their trail
a lasting story of a never ending tale.
Two hearts intertwined in a paradise
far away from the noise of another land
Lost in love like no other love
two souls joined as one on a tropical sand.
With passions meeting as two deeply in love
a kiss - a touch - an embrace to last
away from the life so far past
lost in love, like no other love could be.
Pulled to the sound of the never ending fall
high above the turbulent pool beneath
the two lovers watched the waters falling
their hearts racing with the rush of the water.
Arm in arm they stepped into the rush
and down with the flow they went
falling with unbelievable speed and power
to meet the pool far beneath.
Deep into the pond they fell
searching for each others arms
at last touching their fingers
pulling each into the others arms.
Lips touching the others
deep and lasting the effect
as they reached for the light
that shown above them before they
lost their breathe.
Gasping with one last effort
to reach that final breathe
a sound was heard in the distance..
..."Good morning America, its 6:00 a.m.
in the morning, and here is the news of
today...."
large plummed birds called in
strange and beautiful ways
only to be answered from another
a long way away,
flowers with bright petals provided
a blanket of color with a dazzling array.
Cascading water forms a foaming white tower
falling, falling down a long wet slide
broke the calm of an otherwise peaceful day.
Breathtaking in speed and power the race of the
falling water deafening to the ears causes
the heart to race with its power.
Green footprints form where the falls left their trail
a lasting story of a never ending tale.
Two hearts intertwined in a paradise
far away from the noise of another land
Lost in love like no other love
two souls joined as one on a tropical sand.
With passions meeting as two deeply in love
a kiss - a touch - an embrace to last
away from the life so far past
lost in love, like no other love could be.
Pulled to the sound of the never ending fall
high above the turbulent pool beneath
the two lovers watched the waters falling
their hearts racing with the rush of the water.
Arm in arm they stepped into the rush
and down with the flow they went
falling with unbelievable speed and power
to meet the pool far beneath.
Deep into the pond they fell
searching for each others arms
at last touching their fingers
pulling each into the others arms.
Lips touching the others
deep and lasting the effect
as they reached for the light
that shown above them before they
lost their breathe.
Gasping with one last effort
to reach that final breathe
a sound was heard in the distance..
..."Good morning America, its 6:00 a.m.
in the morning, and here is the news of
today...."
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Old Shoes
I opened the closet and walked on in
my foot hit something that had fallen from its bin.
An old pair of shoes - wrinkled and worn,
lay out on the floor reminding me of a long lost friend.
Quite a story old shoes can tell
where we've gone - a life that's been lived well.
Oh, I know that some folks
don't care about the past,
only the present - 'cause times are just too fast.
But old shoes go slow
with memories from so long ago
of times good and bad
smiles and tears
of things happy and sad.
Old shoes are like friends, they stay around
in good times and bad,
they are really quite sound.
At times we struggle in life to find
a place of happiness, peace and a companion to be kind.
Old shoes are with us every step of the way
through good times and bad
bright days and sad.
Old shoes are like good friends
you don't throw away
just tuck them back
and bring them out another day.
my foot hit something that had fallen from its bin.
An old pair of shoes - wrinkled and worn,
lay out on the floor reminding me of a long lost friend.
Quite a story old shoes can tell
where we've gone - a life that's been lived well.
Oh, I know that some folks
don't care about the past,
only the present - 'cause times are just too fast.
But old shoes go slow
with memories from so long ago
of times good and bad
smiles and tears
of things happy and sad.
Old shoes are like friends, they stay around
in good times and bad,
they are really quite sound.
At times we struggle in life to find
a place of happiness, peace and a companion to be kind.
Old shoes are with us every step of the way
through good times and bad
bright days and sad.
Old shoes are like good friends
you don't throw away
just tuck them back
and bring them out another day.
Bats
Been in our new home no time at all
when out of the dark something darted down the hall,
a fluttering of wings in the kitchen was heard
turned on the lights to see if it was a bird.
Hanging from the wall and ceiling too
were Bats!! ugly!! - dark, and away they flew!
With yellow pointed teeth
black squinty eyes
they were hanging from the walls -- "yeek" -
they were just horrid freaks!!
Too high they rested to reach them at all
odors and droppings were beginning to fall.
Distraught, angry and crying too
I didn't know what I was to do.
I called for an exterminator, only to be told,
tomorrow is a holiday, and he hung up on me cold.
Picked up the phone and called for help
then arrived on the scene a good friend and my mom -
my exterminator squad.
As quick as a flash,
with brooms in hand
they set to work swinging at that band.
Around and around the bats flew
almost laughing at my determined crew.
A light came on and the Bats took to rest
to the top of the walls flew these pests.
Quick as a flash a plan was hatched
a long pole was secured with a cup attached.
The cup in turn over each Bat was placed
and down the wall he was pulled
to an awaiting broom where he was dispatched.
A look of triumph on mom's face appeared
as the last of those creatures disappeared.
Eyes dried of tears,
a smile reappeared
as my house from bats was at last cleared.
when out of the dark something darted down the hall,
a fluttering of wings in the kitchen was heard
turned on the lights to see if it was a bird.
Hanging from the wall and ceiling too
were Bats!! ugly!! - dark, and away they flew!
With yellow pointed teeth
black squinty eyes
they were hanging from the walls -- "yeek" -
they were just horrid freaks!!
Too high they rested to reach them at all
odors and droppings were beginning to fall.
Distraught, angry and crying too
I didn't know what I was to do.
I called for an exterminator, only to be told,
tomorrow is a holiday, and he hung up on me cold.
Picked up the phone and called for help
then arrived on the scene a good friend and my mom -
my exterminator squad.
As quick as a flash,
with brooms in hand
they set to work swinging at that band.
Around and around the bats flew
almost laughing at my determined crew.
A light came on and the Bats took to rest
to the top of the walls flew these pests.
Quick as a flash a plan was hatched
a long pole was secured with a cup attached.
The cup in turn over each Bat was placed
and down the wall he was pulled
to an awaiting broom where he was dispatched.
A look of triumph on mom's face appeared
as the last of those creatures disappeared.
Eyes dried of tears,
a smile reappeared
as my house from bats was at last cleared.
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