Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Christmas Joys

Christmas comes but once a year
Bringing joy, and toys.
Presents all wrapped under the tree
For good little girls and boys.

My heart delights in all the signs
Of Christmas on the way.
Sometimes I wish that it would come
And then all year would stay!

The food is luscious to our lips.
The presents best of all.
The very best present I believe
Is Jesus' birth in a humble stall.

My heart overflows with expectation
As I await the day.
Yes, I believe in santa Claus
Who comes upon his sleigh.

Believing is such an important part
Of every Christmas play.
That I feel sorry for the ones
Without faith upon this day! 

Beki At Two

You tickle my fancy!
You clown doll.
You remind me so much of me
When I was little.

Stay free, uninhibited, charming, always.
I love your spirit of fun,
Good times.
Let's celebrate you together.

Backward

Oh time in your flight
Make me a child again
Just for  tonight!

America's Wailing Wall

We have a living wailing wall
In America today.
It lives, it breaths
And cries out,
Loudly,
With the spirits who live inside!
The men who gave their lives in Nam
To finally end the curse of war.
A reminder of the futility
Suffered by men once more.
"When will it end?", we said again,
As we had said before.
Unlike Jesus, once for all,
Was Viet Nam really
The last great war?
Or will that threat return again
For man's final great Amen?

Agape Love

If I ever have another husband,
Gosh, I hope I don't,
Will he take walks with me
To laugh, to talk about things important to me?
Watch a sunset,
Listen to a symphony, or country music
With me by his side, holding my hand?
Enjoy ice cream on apple pie
Without counting calories?
Will he walk with patient adoration without rushing
Through museums or art galleries?
Go barefoot in the sand
To listen to the waves crashing against the land?
Enjoy being alone with me?
Holding my hand to protect me?
When I hold his hand
Will I feel the love, presence of God
In our lives.....quietly?
Will he love me, cherish me,
Smile at me so peacefully, so lovingly
As Don does?
I want our love story to continue
For many more years.
I doubt that Romeo and Juliet
Ever had the same feelings
Or shared the vicissitudes and crisis
That we have overcome.
If they had then they would 
Never, no not ever
Want to die 
To leave 
The world
Vacant
Of such agape love!

Abstraction

So many people are puzzled
By abstract paintings
You see
Attempting to explain them
Seems to have been left to me

Take a simple example
Perhaps a family
One stroke is the family
One more could be a tree

Use imagination 
When looking for delight
It jumps right out it catches you
When you study it just right

You'll see horses, people, fantasy
They come alive in painting strokes
So keep looking you'll enjoy it
Not just sophisticated but there for common folks