Paradise...

Tonight for just a little while
Heaven withdrew its sash
And laid across the folding sky
A tiny little splash
Of glories withheld from our eyes
Sealed in a land of paradise

He parted that far curtain
And spilled across the west
The wonder of a Kingdom
Reserved for heaven’s rest
As we beheld with trusting eyes
A tiny glimpse of paradise

His Word is not a hoax or myth
He said He would return
And until then we hope and wait
And silently we yearn
As teardrops fill our pleading eyes
We long for God and paradise

Tonight for just a little while
He rendered to the earth
A glimpse of hope beyond this mile
Of sweat and tears and dirt
Just beyond our earth-dimmed eyes
Gleams a land of paradise

Janet~

Spectacular, awesome, breath-taking…
Words fell flat beneath such beauty!

More pictures in the side-bar…

I was so glad I decided to run miles instead of stairs tonight!!!

The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Ps. 19:1

Completed Cause...

We live,
not in days or months or years
But in moments
They rest upon our shoulders
briefly,
then they disappear...


…leaving nothing…
but a smile
on our lips
Or a gnawing
deep inside
We touch, we taste
but cannot quell
with fingertips
the relentless tide…

…of moments, steadily increasing
Filling us
With a sense
of hope and loss
And never, ever ceasing
Until
they have completed their cause…
…a life

Janet~

The Allure of You...

I hear your stealthy footsteps

In the rustling of the corn

In breezes tumbling ‘cross the grass

Exotic, then forlorn

Traces of your amber kiss

Gleam on the verdant limb

Where recently a warm caress

Inspired summer’s hymn

The aster wears a cheery smile

The sunflower flaunts her gold

But even they cannot beguile

Your tactics, sure and bold

You ride with sassy chill upon

The cusp of sun-beam’s dance

Or in the quiet afternoon

I feel your subtle glance

Reluctantly I’m drawn into

Your blue and taunting charm

Rebelliously I still cling to

Summer’s waning arm

You fill me with a wild, sweet hurt

Of tender wantonness

My thoughts like petals glaze the dirt

In pleading hopefulness

But I cannot sway your advance

Or change your mind at all

You lure this summer heart to dance

With the harbinger of fall

Janet 

If You Thought I Loved You Then...

If you thought I loved you as a baby
With your little twinkle-nose
If I thought you were precious then,
Down to your teeny, baby toes
If you thought, as I would whisper
Softest kisses on your brow
If you thought I loved you then, dear
Oh, I love you more right now

If you thought, as I watched you growing
With your sweet and cautious smile
And your chitter-chatter flowing
And your hair crazy and wild
If you thought I loved you then, dear
That little girl in days of yore
I would like to tell you, daughter
That today I love you more

Love is a strange, mysterious blessing
Worthless 'til it's given away
And it grows as we keep giving
With each swiftly passing day
I didn’t know that it was possible
As I held you long ago
To feel love’s wondrous miracle
Just grow and grow…and grow and grow…

We love you,
Happy 17th, Mel

J~

Bittersweet Content

A perfect dog-day afternoon
Sprawls beneath a sky
Of hazy sun and lazy cloud-ships
Slowly drifting by…
Warm zephyrs taunt, beg, implore
I gaze longingly at the door…

The cricket’s rippling serenade
Begins today at noon
I long to stretch beneath the shade
And revel in its tune
The minutes tick, the clock strikes four…
I gaze longingly at the door

A golden pear drops to the grass
A sound I cannot hear
Summer’s moments ticking past
To mark another year...
I stir the applesauce, sweep the floor
And gaze longingly at the door…

A growing child gets hungry
Regardless of the sun
Cleaning, cooking, laundry
Waiting to be done…
August bleeds across earth’s shore
I walk heedlessly through its door…

Janet~

Yes indeed! I'm taking a break, Coffee in hand...
Duty wields a tireless command
Summer is fading as I speak
Housework will still be waiting...next week:)

I'll go 'pick' some supper:)

Misconseption about Angels...

So, you say angels have wings and white garments
They float like a cloud on a breeze
Some are invisible and some shine but aren’t
You missing the obvious, please
‘Cause I’ve seen an angel and she wasn’t flying
Though she makes me wish that I could
But now that I’ve seen her there’s just no denying
That God smiled and said, it is good

This angel has blue eyes and blonde hair a-streaming
As ‘cross the spring garden she prances
The sun on her cheek kisses smiles that are gleaming
And still, with arms wide she dances
Faster and faster and around and around
Til all of creation is swirling
Then, chorus of laughter, she falls to the ground
Looking up to see the sky twirling

This angel has kisses of dirt on her elbows
And band-aids on both of her knees
She sings to the elfins that peek from the shadows
Her song like a soft spring breeze
In pink flannel PJ’s, with warm hugs and kisses
And eyes squeezed closed real tight
I beheld oh joy, what the absent mind misses
This angel telling God good-night…..
….then just to make sure lest I was mistaken
I returned for another peep
And there they were eight years old and fourteen
Two angels fast asleep

Janet~

I thought I wrote this one , not THAT long ago...
the angel who was fourteen is turning seventeen on Monday...

The Wise Seek God...

One person dies in full vigor,
completely secure and at ease,
24 well nourished in body,[b]
bones rich with marrow.
25 Another dies in bitterness of soul,
never having enjoyed anything good.
26 Side by side they lie in the dust… Job 20.:23-26

The Wise Seek God…

Across the field the grasses blow
At mercy of the One
Who doth, as He sees fit bestow
The raindrop or the sun

And soon the feet that dance across
Life’s wee allotted hour
Like silent in the grave beneath
The windswept grass and flower

While some give some and some give all
And some not one mere thought
The body sleeps within the soil…
…the soul moves on to God

Man cannot see the heart of God
Or understand His plan
Though wicked prosper, righteous die
A death in Him, is gain

Side by side our bodies lie
Returned into the dust
We all live once and once we die…
The wise seek God and trust

Janet~

Sigh...

Was it a cloud?
Or wave-ribbed sands reflected in the sky
Was it love?
Or merely longing caught up in your sigh

Was it me?
That caused the little half-grin in your glance
Was it to be?
The day we met…or just coincidence…

Was it the stars?
Or hint of tear-drops glimmering in your eye?
Was it love?
Or merely longing as you said good-bye

J~

Senses

I cradle within my senses
The things I cannot hold
The two-toned murmur of your sigh
Your gaze, timid and bold

When the darkness closes in
I cradle in my arms
The candor of your reckless grin
The pleasure of your charms

Silence would bear a hollow roar
The night would be so cold
And moments would be nothing more
Than emptiness to hold

…if I, within my senses
Had nothing to embrace
I lower my defenses
And softly kiss your face…

J~

Perfect Artistry

The edge of the moon is smudged tonight

A sleepy half-closed eye

The song of crickets rise and fall

In a perpetual lullaby

The wheat field, gold in noon-day sun

Has donned a muted shawl

The silhouette of elm and pine

Against night’s deepness sprawl

Starlight in a dazzling sea

Falls from a heavenly hand

The lambent wind sighs through the trees

...croons o’er the whitewashed land

The lazy river lies subdued

Beneath the silver moon

As earth is drenched in solitude

And midnight’s lonesome tune

Oh God, Your perfect artistry

To none we can compare

And then, to think that You love me…

…Oh God, accept my prayer…

Janet~

Hints of Departure...

Some day I will leave you
But not yet
Maybe it’s a shade of blue
Or something that you said
That keeps me coming back to you
When I should leave instead…

Some day you will leave me
But oh, not today
Like a wave upon a sea
You will fade away
There are still too many things
That I should like to say

I should have called you summer
You come to leave
Ecstasy with a haunting ache
Tearing inside of me
Momentary sparkle
Of sunlight on the sea

Some day we will part
But not yet
It seems you took my heart
The day we met
And without you I fear
I would be dead…

Wrap me closer to you
In your fateful shroud
I see the Autumn creeping
Upon the purple cloud
But I hear your heart beating
In love out loud...

J~

My Favorite Summer Porch (re-post)

It rests ‘neath the cry of the hovering gull

It cradles the sigh of the noon-day lull

It stretches for miles as a welcome retreat

A planet of smiles and sandy feet

And the waves roll across its tempered floor

For the porch I love most is the summer sea-shore

There is no blue-bell climbing at my side

But there is the swell of the ceaseless tide

And there are no steps of wood or cement

But sand is kinder and where I am content

The wind sweeps across this endless floor

Oh, the porch I love most is a summer sea-shore

No telephone ringing, simply a breeze

And the rhythmic singing of the turquoise seas

No duty waiting, no chores to be done

But simply the beckoning of sand, sea and sun

Of all the grand porches this earth may boast

The porch on the sea-shore is the one I love most


Janet~

If I Had Known...#7

If I had known all the places we'd go
After a word as nonchalant as...hello...

If I had known the courage it would take
To keep on writing and posting on a blog...for the public!!!

If I had known what now I know
I would have closed my eyes and cried...no! no! no!

J~

If I Had Known...#6

If I had known
How much
The *('etc's' really do matter)
I would have taken note of them
and I would have cared...

If I had known
How soon
Little birds fly from the nest
I would have relaxed and added
To the moments we shared

If I had known
How the word 'mother'
Would change me
...and fulfill me
and over-whelm me
and complete me
I would have run... scared

We become 'mother'
completely unprepared...
If I had known all the answers
I wouldn't need to learn
Through my mistakes
I would be spared
Countless heart-ache

If I had known...
Him
Really, truly known
How much He cares
I would have trusted completely
In all my prayers...

Janet~

*that is not my line....
It is taken from another poem:)
by another author...anonymous~

If I Had Known...#5

If I had known so long ago
Life’s sage and timeless truth
How swiftly hours and minutes
Become days and years
I would have treasured more patiently…
Youth

Janet~

If I Had Known...#4

If I had known
As our lips met
That your kiss would melt me so
Oh my darling,
you can bet...
I would have kissed you long ago...
J~

If I Had Known...#3

If I had known that you heard
The careless words that I let slip
I would tried to bite my tongue
Or placed a hand upon my lip

If I had known as I shook your hand
That this would be the final time
I would have tried to remember
How your hand felt, holding mine

If I had known the words we spoke
Would be the words by which we part
I would have cherished them much more
And tucked them deep within my heart

Janet~

Yes, it’s true…I’m having a little fun with this phrase today…
It puts a little ‘flavor’ into tedious canning tasks…now you know!

A while ago I had some fun with the word combination ‘There is…’
And there is so much…or is it 'there are so many'…avenues the words ‘if I had known,
Could take…

Sad Oblivion...#2

If I had known the hill was bathed
By silver oceans from the moon
If I had known the gentle wind
Would compose so fine a tune…
If I had known the stars above
…as we lay upon the grass
Without a sound, would dazzle us
Dusted on a sea of glass
If I had known the night would be
The gentler moment of my day
Where nagging of anxiety
Amidst such bliss would melt away
If I had know the dusty lane
Wild-flower kissed would wind and gleam
And beckon lover’s there to stroll
On a highway to a dream
If I had known the grass would spread
Like diamond fields beneath our feet
I would not have gone to bed
And simply drifted off to sleep…

Janet~

The Finish

Tis not the start of the race we applaud
Though we cheer the participant on
Tis as they cross the finish line
We clap and say ‘well done’

Many begin this race with hope
And good intentions too
But then become distracted
By a kinder avenue

It’s not easy to persevere
Fighting through wind and rain
But oh, how sad, if, at the end of life’s race
We have run in vain

Janet~

I remember my dad telling us this…
It’s not by how we begin that we will be remembered…
But by how we finish!

I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 2 Tim.4:7

If I Had Known...#1

My apologies to you
If I had known that you would come
Then I would have changed my plans
To make sure that I was home

I would have put the coffee on
Tidied up and swept the floor
You would not even need to knock
For I’d be waiting at the door

Then we would talk all afternoon
Beneath the old red-maple tree
Time would disappear too soon
If you came to visit me

My apologies to you
If I had known that you would come
I would have gladly changed my plans
And rushed to put the coffee on...:)

Janet~

Thank-you to all of you who drop by here
To visit…I appreciate each and every one of you.
Please have a coffee on me:)
God bless.

Beauty...

We are blessed…
Able to touch, taste or behold
Life’s most beautiful things
A cloud caressed
By whispers of gold
As twilight softly brings

…another day
To its swift end
We see the darkened sea
Silently splay
Across the sand
…of centuries

We touch within
Our heart of hearts
Things precious, sacred, dear
Where no one
Can share its part
Or know that it is there

I have tasted Beauty
Worn its smile
And clutched its pain
I have held it to me
For a while
But in vain

The power of
Love’s silent storm
Raging in the hidden deep
Is beauty in
Its rarest form
Glimpsed vaguely in the tears we weep…

J~

Discovery

Look closely, my dear, look closely
Perhaps then you will see
There is much still left untouched
Inside of you and me

Look closely, my love, look closely
Oh, do not walk away
Love is never boring
Until there’s nothing left to say

Look closely, darling, look closely
Another moment slips
Over the hill while there is still
Desire on our lips

Look closely, my love, look closely
The sky is closing in
And all I want to do is kiss
The shadow on your chin

J~

The Way of Life

…like the child that still I see
Lingering on astringent air
Where once she wandered fancy-free
With no thought of woe or care
…you disappear

I had thought perhaps this time
It might have seemed that you would stay
Too reluctant yet to climb
Into the blue vault far away
…and disappear

I want not to covet it
The pleasure that you bring to me
But oh, I do, a little bit
Won’t you stay and sing to me
…before you disappear?

The garden shows the traces now
Of quickened step and purple sigh
The sun-flower and the wheat-fields bow
Beneath the murmur of the sky
…and then they disappear

Once I held you close to me
Kissed your soft and velvet cheek
But like the child of yesterday
Life has gardens yet to seek
…and so you disappear

The wave dissolves upon the sand
The shadow melts into the air
I reach out to touch your hand
And caress you with a prayer
...as you disappear


J~

Just Looking...

‘May I help you?’ she politely asked
‘Is there anything you can’t find?’
And I smiled a little wryly
Glad she couldn’t read my mind
As I replied ‘No thank-you’
As politely as could be
‘I really am just looking…
Just looking, yes, that’s me…

Just looking at your strong physique
And wishing I was young
Your mannerism, suave and sleek
Assurance on your tongue
A natural bounce with every stride
Your smile, a pleasant glow
Youth brimming up from the inside
…and you don’t even know…

New goals draw you from your sleep
Dreams sparkle in your eye
Reality will never keep
A dream from passing by
Life spreads out before you
In a thousand different ways
And you don’t even think about
The swift passing of days…

‘May I help you?’ she politely asked
I shook my head and smiled…
Funny…at her age I was all grown up
But she is still a child…
‘No, perhaps another day’
I quelled a wistful sigh
There are things we might wish for
But money cannot buy…

Janet~

YES, I KNOW!!!
‘To everything there is a time and a season…’

Breathless with Anticipation...

I love you, oh, I love you
You’re in everything I do…
I’m counting all the minutes
Until I’m alone with you

You center every breath I take
My heart races in delight
Because I know that I will be
Alone with you tonight…

There is no anticipation
That can compare to this
I tremble with elation
At the thought of your caress

I think of all the little things
That I should like to tell
And try to imagine all the words
You’ll say to me as well

Too long the dismal hours
Betwixt the now and then
Oh, and I can hardly wait
Until we are alone

There’s nothing in the whole wide world
That I would rather do
Than lean upon your shoulder
And be alone with you...

...with nothing to distract me
From my time alone with you….
Oh God, you see the heart of me…
…oh God, I wish this was true
Oh God, I wish this was true

Janet~

How do we look forward to
Our time with Him?

Love

It’s not perfect
Darling, yes, I know
We could point out endless flaws…
…and we have, a time or two
I don’t know what 'they' call it
Those experts with degrees
But we call it love
Now, don’t we?

It’s not very fancy
And it sure isn’t cool
But we are in it for the long run
Love can be so cruel
If we relinquish tenderness
Appeasing selfish words
But we still call it love, dear
Even when it hurts

Seems these days nobody knows
Its meaning or its worth
Trading it like any other
Commodity of earth
Darling, love’s a beauty
But it takes another form
Beyond the call of duty
It’s a shoulder in life’s storm

…and when the war of words has stilled
And all that yet remains
Is a pair of stubborn wills
And self-inflicted pain
Love reaches to the other
There is nothing left to prove…
But to forgive and love forever
Oh darling…this is love

J~

Intertwined

I never need to summon you
You are always near
Leaning on my heart of hearts
Or whispering in my ear

It seems that I cannot control
When or where you’ll be
Do you torment or console
Me with your memory

The sparkle of light, the shadow of grief
Are deeply intertwined
And darling,there is no reprieve
From the shades of the heart or mind


J~

Somwhere in the Middle...

Summer’s sweet dog-days
Are slipping softly by
Her warm and mellow gaze
Is a winsome lullaby
And sometimes I pause abruptly
So happy…and so sad
Because I’m somewhere in the middle
Of the best I’ve ever had

Somewhere in the middle
Of a song of tears and smiles
I can’t help but sigh a little
At the swiftness of love’s miles
As the glimmer of a summer
Weaves its sonnets, mournful; glad
Because I’m somewhere in the middle
Of the best I’ve ever had

Somewhere in the middle
Of laughing and crying
Scolding, holding
Dreaming and sighing
Waiting and praying
As I love and laugh and live
I’m somewhere in the middle
Of the best this life can give…


I’m somewhere in the middle
Of the summer of my life
I’ll gladly bear a little
Of my share of joy or strife
Too soon the winds of winter
Will moan o’er my silent grave
I’m somewhere in the middle
Of the best I’ll ever have

Somewhere in the middle
Of love’s sad and sweet caress
Somewhere on a pinnacle
Of grief and happiness
I would never trade them
The good times or the bad
For they are softly weaving
The best I’ve ever had

Janet~

Special Gift

The landscape is threaded with burnished hues
Of golden-brown and green
August softens her deep-denim blues
In a hazy, sweltering sheen
Rivers of Queen Anne’s Lace and Blue Strife
Flow over wearying sod
Pictures of beauty and longing and life
In gardens tended by God

Locust-song spars with the muted lay
Of a lazy, late after-noon
Willow tree arches bend and sway
To its warm and mystic tune
As August with subtle finger steals
From beneath my wanton gaze
The richness from its rolling fields
In a long and drawn-out haze

Daylight succumbs an hour too soon
There is nothing I can do
But kiss each morning and afternoon
Before I bid them adieu
Wading through rivers of wild-flower bliss
And ditches of golden-rod
Knowing full-well that August is
A special gift from God

Janet~

There is only one thing I hate about August...
...it passes far too quickly.
I revel in it
gloriously,
thankfully,
whole-heartedly,
with a silent and perpetual lament...

Oceans...

There are times we neglect
To feel the moments we are in
But tonight I feel them keenly
In the murmur of the wind
And waves that melt into dusk’s helm
A pink metallic sheet
Reaching to the distant realm
And over my bare feet

I feel a blend of gold and blue
Clutching the remains
Of an afternoon with you
Beneath time’s loosened chains
Fading into the molten deep
Where cloud caresses sea
And all that I have left to keep
Are bits of memory

Tonight, I feel a languid tune
Rushing out to clutch
Life’s brevity; a restless croon
With haunting, tender touch
The endlessness of vaulted skies
The vastness of the sea
Are enormities that are dwarfed tonight
By oceans inside of me…

J~

From the End of the Dock...

A profusion of misfit clouds
Lay scattered on the sky
The sun, a crimson banner
Melts into a sigh
Waves, deep blue at high noon
Dissolve beneath the sheen
Of sinking day and full moon
And whispering evergreen

In the distance a lone sailboat
Fights the bending of the sea
Until it fades into the dusk
…I watch in empathy
As Time slips to the horizon
You slip farther away
Adding to its distance
Another yesterday…

J~

Wonderful

May I never lose the wonder
Of the love You have for me
Like a child, believing simply
Without insecurity

May I never lose the wonder
Of a river unrestrained
Flowing from the roughened timber
Out of Heaven’s perfect Hand

May I never lose the wonder
Of my debt, atrocious, vast
Paid in full by Christ’s atonement
It is more than I can grasp

May I never lose the wonder
…He who holds the sky and sea
Extols the lightning and the thunder
Yet cares for me intimately

May I never lose the wonder
…love I ne’er can comprehend
Saves the low confounded sinner
And His mercy will not end

May I never lose the wonder
As He takes me from this shore
To His Kingdom over yonder
There to be forevermore

Janet~

Oh Lord, my God
When I in awesome wonder, consider...

Healer...

My ideas are done…
I gaze in awe at the setting sun
Like faded tigers sprawled across the west
I slip my plan to He who knows me best

Life can suck the dreamer dry
I had a bit of dream once, in my eye
Beat the drum low, with gathered brow
Dreams are the ire of dust, ya’ know…

But He who plants the hills with ore
And paints His art across earth’s shore
His way is perfect, pure and just
He sees our dreams slather the dust

His art now tints nut tree and moss
They glow with crimson, like the Cross
Where we can rid ourselves of guilt
Because of perfect blood He spilt…

His way is upright and astute
It bends the will of iron or jute
I grasp His love in humble daze
A gnat cannot escape His gaze

The ova of the devil’s hex
Seeks to torment me and vex
Me with the seeding of a lie
Good and evil seem to vie…

…for fruit upon my trembling lips
Can a thistle tree bear figs?
Clouds of dark fore-boding zoom
To sic their evil lies of doom

But then I lift my tortured eyes
To the Painter of the skies
His glory bathes a sin-cursed land
The Healer stretches forth His Hand…

Janet

Our Writer’s Unite’ group scrabble challenge…after the game was completed we were asked to use all the words in a piece of writing…All entries will be posted on the Writer’s Unite Blog.
Below is the list of words from our game
1. faded
2. awe
3. daze
4. zoom
5. my
6. done
7. ideas
8. hex
9. slip
10. figs
11. vie
12. slather
13. it
14. healer
15. seeding
16. rid
17. bit
18. beat
19. tigers
20. sic
21. ire
22. plan
23. just
24. jute
25. ore
26. to
27. moss
28. ova
29. ya
30. suck
31. know
32. brow
33. gnat
34. art
35. nut

Hollow...

There’s nothing as hollow
As the ring of
Empty words…

There’s nothing quite as disappointing
As receiving them…
It hurts

Because there is no clearer way
To say
You don’t matter at all, to me

Completely unaffected
By the wounds
Which they may leave

There’s nothing as shallow
As empty words
Of no worth

So hard to swallow them
Empty words full of
Truth…

Janet~

The Realizations of Love...

The moment we are old enough to feel
The beauty and pleasure of love
We also become keenly aware
Of the hurt and sorrow thereof…

The moment we understand
The profound joy love can bring
We also begin to realize
It’s profound suffering…

Janet~

How Do I Love Thee...

How do I love thee….?
Let me count the ways
I love thee as thy little voice
Lifts high in songs of praise
Or as the winds of heaven
Run their fingers through your hair
Or as your eyes close tightly
In the moment of a prayer
I love those little fingers
Capable of doing much
I pray ‘God keep from evil
As they feel and learn and touch
I love the way your somber face
Absorbs realization
And bursts into happy smiles
When comes the comprehension
I love those bare toes in the sand
As they run and dance
I love to hold your little hand…
…it gives me confidence
I love those lips that whisper
Soft ‘I love you’s’ in my ear
Or as they quiver; tremble
Fighting disappointed tears
I love thee as you snuggle
Close to me with warm affection
I love thee as you dash away
With out plan or direction
I love your rough-and-tumble heart
Your kind and precious soul
I love you for you are the part
Of me, that makes me whole…

Janet~

How I Love You...

The way I love you
Will be with tender care
I will touch you softly in a thought
…or in a prayer
And every little thing I do
For you will be with pleasure
Because, my dear, I do love you
Without limitation or measure
…and I will miss you in the same way
When you are not here
Love does not change when you’re far away
It’s just that way, my dear
And I will do the best I can
To show my love for you
Because when all is said and done
It’s all that I can do

But I will not obsess or possess, my dear
For that could never be love
And it would become a burden, I fear
Instead of a gift from above
For love sets us free; it does not bind or control
And love is a splendid thing
Darling, I love you with body and soul
And for you, I would do anything
…except build a shrine in honor of you
Or worship the steps you take
I do not want to idolize you
But simply to love you always
Forever and ever, faithful and true
This, my dear, is how I love you

J~

Today I Took the Time

Miracles

Today I took the time
…and realized it really took
No time at all

Today I heard
…saw, touched and tasted…
Miracles

J~

Little Angel's Heaven....

Through meadows sweet her eager feet the dewy blossoms waken,
She stirs the dust where wanderlust her childish heart has taken,
With picnic basket and teddy bear,
Sun bonnet and ruffled underwear,
And ribbons clinging to her hair
As by her prance, they’re shaken

With hops and skips her basket tips yet never seems to scatter,
While fairy-queen and evergreen hark to her ceaseless chatter,
Dear teddy bear and lilac tree,
Even the busy honey bee,
Nod and listen wordlessly
To what, it does not matter

The laughing breeze and shady trees with loving vigil guard her,
Bereft of care, this angel fair basks here in nature’s ardor,
Where time and haste do not exist,
Where blossoms are caressed and kissed,
She never wonders if she’s missed,
This precious little daughter

Oh, what I’d pay for just a day to walk the trail she wanders,
Where sparkling brooks and mossy nooks watch as the hour she squanders,
But far too soon adulthood hails,
And draws her from these precious trails,
A heaven made for little girls
That years from now, will taunt her

Janet Martin

Hi Megan, this is the poem I told you about.

Just People...

We’re just people…
Without God allowing it
There is nothing we can do
We’re just people
I am me
And you are you…
And we need each other
Oh, it’s true
Because when we need each other
It’s amazing what
‘Just people’ can do

When we put an arm around the grieving
Share with them a mutual tear
When we love the unbelieving
Until Jesus draws them near
When we walk a second mile
All alone and in the rain
Knowing somewhere angel’s smile
Because we share another’s pain
When we touch the little child
And sometimes let them lead the way
When we forgive and reconcile
When we pause a while to pray
When we give and no one sees
But the Father up above
When we get down on our knees
And sit with those who can’t stand up
When we seek the others best
Never thinking of our own
Knowing someone will be blessed
By the little love we’ve shown…
When we join hands in unity
And lay aside our strife
To be all that we can be
In this little thing called life
When we love the way God loves us
Never mind our shape or skin
When together we join forces
Then together we will win...


We’re just people
Yes, it’s true
I am me
And you are you
But we need each other
Oh, this is true
Then oh, it’s amazing
What ‘just people’ can do

Janet~