Friday, January 7, 2011

Dream On


Dream on, my girl, dream on
Too soon will come the dawn
When duty steals the dream away
And labor fills the hour of play
‘Tis good to dream while you are young…
Dream on, my girl, dream on

There’s beauty in the gleam
Of eyes that hold a dream
The future lies within your grasp
And hope within the dream you clasp
Many a bridge your dreams will spawn
As you dream on, dream on

Dream on before they lie
Beneath a purple sky
Before the force of life and love
Becomes the dream in which you move
There’s hope in every brand new dawn
As you dream on, dream on

Janet~

Thursday, January 6, 2011

The Way You Are.......


I love you my dear, just the way you are
I would not ask you to be anything more
I would not ask you to be quicker or taller,
Smarter, more charming, cuter or smaller
I don’t compare you to Charlie or Phil
Wish you could throw like Harry or Bill
In my eyes you are a bright, shining star
And I love you just the way you are

You’re a ‘man-in-the-making’, and soon you will be
A little reflection of what you hear and see
I will not ask you to be what you’re not
You’re God’s little creation…and what you are taught
The example you follow is the one you see
I don’t take it lightly as you follow me……
And I’ll love you forever, you are my shining star
Remember, I love you just the way you are

Others are waiting to take your hand
There are a couple of things you need to understand
Some will tell you that lies are truth….
Son, remember your Creator in the day of your youth
Know what He says and what His precepts are
Then you will continue to be a bright star
God’s Word will never lead you astray
Or turn you aside into temptation’s way

And if you should fail….and I know you will
Remember, God and I love you still
Sometimes we falter and sometimes we stumble
There is grace at His altar, and our slips keep us humble
You are getting so tall; soon you’ll be a man
By the grace of God, be all that you can
I do not ask for anything more
For I love you just the way you are

Love, Mother

Janet~

Sentimental Wishes....


I wish that I could hold you
And rock you till you sleep
I’d sing about the angels
That silent vigil keep
And I would smooth your hair back
And kiss your tender cheek
I wish that I could hold you
Until you were asleep

I wish that I could rock you
And sing a lullaby
I’d sing of stars above you
A-twinkling in the sky
I’d sing of how I love you
Perhaps I’d even weep
But oh, I’d love to rock you
Until you are asleep

I wish that I could hug you
Like I did long ago
Your head upon my shoulder
Your breathe even and slow
Minutes without number
Would pass in sweetest bliss
As I would watch you slumber
And release you with a kiss

I wish that I could hold you
But that will never be
Just yesterday I told you
Soon you’ll be as tall as me
I wish that I could rock you
How soon those days are gone
But I can softly tuck you in
And say, I love you, Son

Janet~

The other night Matthew was frustrated because
it was getting late and he could not sleep.....
....little did he know what I was thinking
as I tucked the covers around him........

I Love Your Face.....


I love your face
Oh, I could trace
Its contour with my eyes closed
I know it so well
Each little freckle,
The way you wrinkle your nose
The rosy cheek
The dimple sweet
The unique shade of your eyes
The curve of your lip
As you’re ready to sip…..
The drooping as you sigh
I love your face
I softly kiss
Your ‘one-of-a-kind’ perfection
Others may see
Just a face, but to me
You are heaven’s little reflection

Janet~

The Purpose of Memories.....


God uses our memories to shape who we are
And what we will thence become
We remember when we were a lad or wee gal
We remember a childhood at home…….
We remember our youth with its pleasure and fear
We remember our victories and woe
Ah yes….we remember with a smile and a tear
Tender lessons life has to bestow

God uses our memories to teach and to guide
As we learn what and what not to do
As we recall tears that we bitterly cried
When the reaping was finally due
We remember life’s sorrow when joy was dim
And the comforting touch of His hand
As we bowed our knee and yielded to Him
Even though we did not understand

God uses our memories so we will not forget
The battles, the victories and loss
He uses the memories of harsh regret
To remind us of grace at the cross
God uses our memories to bring close to us
The presence of loved ones afar
God lets us keep our memories because
They make us who we are

Janet~

The New Year seems to evoke ‘looking back’……

My kids, from Emily to Victoria LOVE
‘Adventures in Odyssey’!!!!

One of those stories inspired this poem……

I believe ‘odyssey’ is to my kids
what Uncle Arthur was to my family
when I was a kid………

The Way We Were....


We will never be the way we were.....
There is no short-cut back to before
Before the after.......
Before we spoke....or didn't
And even if we could go back....
We wouldn't.......
Because there is no guarantee
That things would turn out differently....
We will never be the way we were
But we can be what we are
And will be.........
We cannot return to the beginning
Or see the end......
But with each new day
We can begin again......

This is Life.....


The high, the low
The ebb and flow
The giving and the taking
The calm, the storm
Chill wind and warm
The molding and the breaking
A smile, a tear
A day, a year
A dance of song and weeping
The joy, the strife….
….ah, this is life
Held in the Giver’s keeping

Janet~

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Thank-you.....


You were my little 'extra-ordinary'
In my day today
Not so much by what you said
As what you didn't say...


J~