Little Is Much.....

It's the tiny grain of sand that makes the shore
It’s the drop of rain that fills the mighty sea
It’s the penny that will help the wretched poor
And build the highway out of poverty

Janet~

Yes, little IS much if God is in it!

I was raised on an old proverb from my Grandma,

It rhymes in German but translates to English
somewhat like this,
'He who does not value a penny is not worthy of a dollar.'

Impossibilites

Sometimes I don’t ask because
The pain of rejection is a little worse
Than the ache of wondering if and when
I might hear your voice again

Sometimes I close my eyes because
I see you better with my eyes closed
It’s strange how ever so suddenly
I see you clearly in a memory

Sometimes I cover my ears so I cannot hear
The march of a minute, a day, a year
But to not see or hear you is the impossible part
For I feel you in every beat of my heart

J~

Prelude to Eternity

Slowly, soundlessly the ocher ribbon
Spreads upward from the cusp
Drawing from the dark horizon
Another day for us

Slowly, soundlessly life’s little spaces
Are filled with memory
Leaving upon our faces
Lines of joy or misery

Slowly, soundlessly hours expand
To days and weeks and years
Slowly, soundlessly in time’s subtle hand
A lifetime disappears

Janet~

These words came to me as I watched
the ribbon of dawn expand across the sky.....

Another Song....

….but then another song
Wrapped its warmth around my mind
I felt your arms around me
And your lips so soft and kind
I heard you gently whisper
What must be will surely be
As another song came to me
On the dark and rolling sea

J~

Dreamer's Sea.....

As the long blue shadows reach to steal another day away
And out across each ridge and field the darker colors splay
As noise of busy living lulls and gentler stillness sighs
A voice so deep within me pulls me to the whispering skies
And the starlight in your eyes

As purple tints the borders of a wild and wind-swept bliss
I’m drawn to the corners of a taunting wilderness
Where only thoughts can take me and where only you will be
And where you cannot forsake me on the shore of midnight’s sea
For a dance of misery

As paler fingers reach to brush the darkness from the sky
And somewhere in this perfect hush another night slips by
A song of searing torment sweeps across the dim-lit lea
Where for a flickering moment miles could not keep you from me
On a dreamer’s dulcet sea

Janet~

Music....

It’s a song that suggests at a moment
With my eyes closed
And sweet warmth teasing my lips
It’s a trickle of sparkling laughter
And a china rose
Between my fingertips
It’s the sound of a brief siesta
And I smile
As I absorb its melody
It’s a beautiful kind of music
Song of chamomile
As I pour a cup of tea

Janet~

My Beautiful

While the evening slips to midnight
And the midnight back to day
While day returns to evening
So a life-time slips away
But all I want to say
Oh, all I want to say
Is….today, oh what a beautiful day

While the moments became minutes
Minutes turn to afternoon
But I feel your heart-beat in it
Darling, it’s a lovely tune
And all I want to say
Yes, all I want to say
Is…..what a beautiful day you are today

I cannot touch one moment
Or mile of yesterday
Tomorrow is unknown, dear
All we have is now; today
And all I want to say
Darling, all I want to say
Is…thank-you for being my beautiful today

Can we take an hour
To stroll beneath the moon?
Or stop to smell the flower
That will weep its petals soon?
Darling, let me tell you
Just one last time today
Thank-you for being my beautiful today

Janet~

The Music of Life...

The music of life is a wonderful song
Sung by the moments that ease us along
I caught an eighth-note when you looked at me
With eyes as blue as the deep rolling sea
And the lilt in your voice and the warmth in your smile
Is a beautiful ballad in life’s lonesome mile

Sweep me into your arms, oh my dear
There’s a song in the stars, and the morning is near
Here in the timbre of midnight’s dark sky
Trembles a love song as soft as your sigh
Warm as the summer, yet wild as the breeze
Strumming the grasses and tossing the trees

The music of life is a rare melody
Oh, how I love when you sing it with me
A ballad of whispers and wild winds and lips
As fleeting as the moment on our fingertips
Written in sonnets of laughter and tears
A love song of wishes and memories and years

Come, oh my darling, may I have this dance?
I feel the longing in your true-blue glance
As we move to the music of love’s symphony
The night falls around us in rich harmony
Come oh my darling, what more can I say
It takes more than the ocean to keep you away

Janet~

Just Plain Old Loving You....

Sometimes my heart still skips a beat
I hear your name, oh, love is sweet
Even though you’re far away
I know it has to be this way

Daylight falls across the lawn
Night-bird calls….and then the dawn
So it goes; time ticks away
I’ll hold you close again someday

It does not matter where you are
You’re not really very far
Even though we are apart
I hold you close within my heart

Janet~

Eighteen Wheels

Eighteen wheels sure can play a lonesome tune
Especially as they carry you away from home
You’ll be back again soon, Lord willing, this I know
But as you’re shifting gears the mournful sonnets start to flow
And as I standing here waving good-by to you
I start thinking it’s amazing what eighteen wheels can do…….

While you see mountains, oceans all from cab-top view
I see an ocean of love in dearest eyes of blue
While you say hello Chicago I tuck little ones to bed
And we remember daddy as our bed-time prayers are said
So if ever you begin to feel a little blue
I’d like to remind you dear, what eighteen wheels can do…….

Eighteen wheels feed little mouths that laugh and sing and pray
Eighteen wheels keep mom at home when you are far away
Eighteen wheels means wood for warmth and shoes, and clothes and such
A thousand little things we take for-granted far too much
And eighteen wheels lets Sonny play a hockey game or two
Yes, we remember when we pray what eighteen wheels can do…….

Eighteen wheels can play a soulful tune
But dear, I know that you will be home soon
So when you’re far away and feeling blue
Remember dear, what eighteen wheels can do
Daddy we love and appreciate you
God bless and keep those eighteen wheels…and you

With love, from
Your wife
Janet~

A Little Bit of Heaven.....

The way I caught you looking
When you thought I wasn’t looking
The way you almost smiled
When you saw that I saw you
The way you brush the sorrows
And the worry of tomorrows
From my eyes without touching me at all
The way the thoughts of you silently fall
Maybe that’s God’s extra-special way
Of giving me a little heaven every day

The way she holds on to me
For a second every morning
The way she runs back in if she forgets her kiss
Standing on her tip-toes, hug and run, I love you, mom
The tip of her nose gets the kiss I almost miss
Honey, don’t forget your lunch today
Sonny, know this, God hears you when you pray
Who knew heaven came in eyes so blue
In little words like Bye mom, I love you
Maybe it’s God’s extra-special way
Of giving me a little heaven every day

I hold a little longer to the moments as they’re slipping
And I wish that I was stronger for even as I’m gripping them
They slip away and soon become the fields of yesterday
But oh, I see you looking and you know that I am looking
No one would miss us if we slipped away
A little bit of heaven must have slipped from the horizon
As I hear the things that only eyes can say
Maybe it’s God’s extra-special way
Of giving me a little heaven every day

Janet~