I Must Go

I must go
The hills have shed their robe of snow
Beneath the sun’s resplendent glow
And all the children are asleep
The willows whisper as they weep
And tell me it is late, you know
So I must go
Oh, I must go

I must go
Too soon the little night is gone
Too soon the ticking clock strikes one
As minutes like the white-washed sand
Trickle through night’s quiet hand
Your blue eyes beg me to stay on
But I must go
Oh, I must go

I must go
Across dark fields the breezes blow
I see you in its half-moon glow
And though time trickles like the sand
I cannot quite release your hand
It comforts me a bit, you know
But I must go
Oh, I must go

I must go
The valley may seem harsh and cold
Beyond it lies a street of gold
And all must tread this broken sod
On a stairway up to God
There His beauty we'll behold
I must go
Oh, I must go

Janet~

Glass Houses

If we lived in glass houses
Where the passer-by could see
Would we rearrange our life-style
To be-fit publicity?

We don’t live in glass houses
Walls can’t talk and you can’t see
But there is One above us
Who beholds us constantly

If we lived in glass houses
Oh, how mindful we would be
If we know One sees above us
Should we not live more carefully?

Janet~

The Trouble Is...

The trouble with longing is
There is never enough of it

The trouble with loving is
There is never too much of it

The trouble with needing is
We all need to be needed a bit

The trouble with longing is
You are too far away from it

And the trouble with loving is
The longing we find in it

Janet

These Hours

When these hours lie behind us
With its fleeting minutes shed
When they’ve sifted through our fingers
Into sunsets flaming red
Will we sleep in sound contentment
Or in sorrow hang our head?

When the sun was high and golden
With the sweat upon our brow
Did we ponder what we’re holding
And where it would be right now?
Oh, and did it make a difference
As life's moments ebb and flow?

The fool gives careful heeding
To his sublunary worth
The wise knows he is needing
What is not attained on earth
While Time’s incessant bleeding
Fills a sea of tears and mirth

When these hours lie behind us
In the vaults we cannot touch
Will we wish that we could reach them?
Would we change them very much?
Or will we sleep like children?
Mindless of the past and such

Janet~

Children of Yesterday

We sigh at the vice of technology
Keeping our boys and girls from play
And wish for things like they used to be
We are the children of yesterday

We remember the good of the good old days
As its shadow of hardship fades away
We herald them now in sighs of praise
We are the children of yesterday

Computers and iPods can never replace
Holding an album or turning a page
We pity the victims of life’s frantic pace
We are the children of yesterday

We covet the aura of freedom’s bliss
As we pause to absorb the sunsets lay
It reminds us of those things we miss
We are the children of yesterday

Janet~

I lived this today...

Of You

Across the hills of low-flung mist
Across the daffodil softly kissed
Over the field of verdant hue
Steals the hour of blue…and you

Over the meadowland dark and serene
Across the valley, lush and green
You stir the dainty forget-me-not
With a teeny, tiny thought

Into my heart and into my mind
Into the recesses undefined
Into each aching avenue
Trickles the little thought… of you

J~

Wishing from my Window

Shoal of gray-blue cloud
Stretches to the horizon-line
Casting a chilly shroud
Where the garden lay unruffled; supine
Its carpet of warmer yellow
Darkens to a cooler sheen
Spring is a moody fellow
And spring is a fairy queen

She bathes my garden with sunshine
He grumbles in melancholy
She sparkles in colors sanguine
He replies in blue poetry
Spring is a winsome maiden
Spring is a blustery foe
Spring is a day in the garden
Or wishing from my window

Janet~

With Me

Wherever I go, you go with me
‘Tis the way of love, I suppose
For there is no way you can leave me
Darling, you are far too close

Wherever I go I can feel you
Warming me with your thought
There is a sense of your heart-beat
In every battle, hard-fought

Wherever I go, I hear you
Whispering in my ear
Oh how I wish I could cheer you
The way you cheer me, my dear

Wherever I go, you go with me
Miles cannot keep us apart
For they cannot sever you from me
I carry you deep in my heart

J~