Thursday, April 14, 2011

'You'



If I could, well I’d invent a new word
One that’s meant for only me and you
You know how to stir me like no other
There are no words for all the things you do
But I am not some crazy word-inventor
So darling, how about the word ‘you’

‘You’ can never mean a thousand others
For me there’ll never be another ‘you’
‘They’ is meant for all those countless masses
Rushing by with other things to do
But only you can move me with a glance, dear
That is why I choose this small word; you

You make me want to get up in the morning
And do my best in all that I must do
There are just no words to tell you, darling
I wish that I could make one all brand-new
But when I think of what makes me so happy
All that I can think about is ‘you’

So I say things like ‘darling, oh I love you’
And ‘how are you?’ or ‘dear, how was your day?’
‘You sure are a grand sight for sore eyes, love’
‘I would like to kiss you if I may’
‘You’ is the best word that I can think of
When it comes to all I want to say

J~

I love...'you':)

And Then the Dawn~



While longing burns deep in our chest
While lives play out twixt east and west
Mankind looks to higher plains
Where one true Living Hope remains
While this small planet weeps and groans
Beneath the toil of sticks and stones
We shoulder sorrow's heavy load
For it is not a hopeless road
Someday our longing will be gone
As we awake in Heaven's dawn

Janet~

Another gorgeous sunrise this morning~

Almost Perfect~


It would have been a perfect day
Love warmed the garden dull and gray
Joy sang from dark-limbed silhouettes
Where hope spawned buds of ruby red
The sun was warm upon my face
Before it melted in the west
In pools of rapture, glory-sent
I sigh; I am almost content

A lone bird wings its way to rest
The moon hangs low on heavens crest...
...above the silent after-math
As this day wanders down the path
Where all its predecessors lie
Somewhere beneath a phantom sky
Yes, it was almost perfect, dear
My happiness shines in a tear

In folds of blue and gold and rose
Another day draws to a close
As on the still and trembling air
I reach to touch you in a prayer
For all the blue and all the gold
Cannot give me you to hold
Almost perfect; yes, it’s true
Almost perfect, but for you

Janet

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

My Love for You



Maybe you wonder what’s become of me
I'm not the person I used to be
Maybe I wonder the same thing sometimes
But life is a poet of its own rhythm and rhyme
And one thing is forever true
Darling, I still love you

The sun shines in purest gold from above
But it pales in comparison to my love
As vast as the sky of azure blue
So is the depth of my love for you
Darling, if you could see past my skin
You would see to the love I hold within

Fair-weather friends will ever abound
The circle of life spins around and around
But it cannot alter or furtively steal
The ocean of eternal love that I feel
I hold on to one thing faithful and true
Darling, it is my love for you

J~

Back outside I go to an almost perfect day...

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Those Words


I hated what I was saying
Before it was fully spoken
I knew by your wounded expression
Your little heart was broken
But I could not reach to retrieve them
Those words, harshly uttered in haste
All I could do was kiss them
With sorrow, as they ran down your face

Janet~

'children' come in all sizes and ages':)

Words hastily spoken
Leave hearts quickly broken~
J~

Do you see a man who speaks in haste?
There is more hope for a fool than for him. Prov. 29:20

A word aptly spoken is like apples of gold
in settings of silver. Prov. 25:11

Perpetual Sigh


The missing of you is a perpetual sigh
Ribbons of blue where dear memories lie
But I cannot curse its bitter-sweet pang
For it fills with worth the hour in my hand
It teaches me to touch and cherish each moment
Press to my heart its love and its torment
For soon, far too soon its footprint will lie
Somewhere ‘neath the moon in a perpetual sigh

J~

That sigh...
I find myself doing that sometimes.
In two weeks from today our dear friends/neighbors
are moving to Nova Scotia.
I miss them already...

Monday, April 11, 2011

Goodnight, My Love (A Lullaby)




Let the wind sweep from the rain-laden pine
Let the night weep from the bush and the vine
Let the blue shadow fall somewhere afar
Over the meadow beneath the lone star
Before this day vanishes let me hold you tight
And whisper goodnight, my love, and goodnight

Let the lone dreamer then dream if he must
Let the dim twilight then sleep in the dust
Turn down the music and turn up the sky
It seems to sing to me a new lullaby
As your arms wrap around me in the deepening light
You whisper goodnight, my love, and goodnight

Some put their faith in the moon or the earth
Some wait for fortune to measure their worth
But now as I lay me down to sleep
I smile for I know the good Lord will keep
All those I love in His tender sight
As I whisper goodnight my love, and goodnight

Janet~

Tonight was one of those nights…..
As I hugged my children and said goodnight
I felt like the richest person on the face of the earth…..
There are no sweeter words repeated than
‘Goodnight, I love you too.’

Thank-you God~

Beautiful Hurt


The ache of you in me
Is a beautiful hurt
To love you tenderly
Is its own worth

If there was no pain
It could not be love
I would remain
Unable to prove…

…that what I am feeling
Is not merely a-kin
To something appealing
Like affection

I’ll bear it with reverence
This bitter-sweet pain
For to love without suffering
Would be to love in vain

J~