Something about a Bright blue sky The color first Catches my eye Reminds me of My Dad’s eyes Bright and true Even a cloud Drifting by Cannot eclipse Their honesty Instead, the cloud Brings clarity Simply by contrast Looking up Toward the sky I breathe in The fresh air It fills my lungs Clears my head Looking up At my Dad I feel safe And loved Thanks to the Light in his Blue sky eyes
Shh-be quiet Listen closely to The falling rain Some might say It’s wasted time But that rain has A story to tell A fantastic tale Of drops filling Fluffy white clouds Until no matter how Hard it tries, That fluff can no Longer hold the weight The clouds give up And the raindrops Begin their free-fall At first, racing To the ground But then landing In perfect rhythm Life-giving music Serenading as it Waters the earth Providing a drink For the flower Sending relief For the dry ground Shh-be quiet Listen closely to The falling rain It’s not wasted time By the time It can be heard Its story is just beginning
Clouds cover the day Like a heavy blanket Intended to comfort Instead-suffocating Tossed over me Without permission to Hide what is good Steal what is lovely- Just as the wind Chases away the clouds My feet must Kick off the cover Wrestling that blanket Until once again The good is visible The lovely restored- My feet able to walk Under the blue sky Accepting the clouds As a gentle umbrella Offering protection A sweet shelter Allowing my heart to Heal in the fresh air
The wind blows A sturdy tree Leaves dance Branches wave As if to say, Come with me! Like a mom Calling to her child Run to me! I will catch you The wind will Carry us away
Where will it take us? I do not know But we will go together Our very own adventure How long will we be gone? I do not know Only time will tell Minutes, hours, days One thing is certain Each journey will Stay with us For a lifetime
As the steadfast tree Continues to call Waving branches And dancing leaves Waiting to embrace And carry me away I also stand With open arms Ready to embrace you To share another journey Wherever the wind Carries us…always
For Robert & Erin, Rachel, and Ryan~The reasons I love being a mom. ❤
Left in the rain
Returned in sun
The dark turned to light
The night turned to day
What if it happened the other way
Left in the sun
Returned in rain
The day turned to dark
The light turned to night
Somehow, that doesn’t feel quite right
Words are the same
Order is different
Is that what caused the
Change in mood
Or could it be my chosen view
Each of us sees
Thru a personal frame
By our very own names
Yet, time will show
As day turns to night
Or dark turns to light
One truth remains
In sunshine or rain
Each one is needed just the same
Our Sunday evening Chinese take-out was more yummy than usual. Although the day started on the dreary side, the sun came out this afternoon. Only a few clouds and the early evening temperature was perfect.
So, what does that have to do with the take-out? Well, we decided to eat dinner outside on the deck. The fresh air felt so good. And while we ate, my feet were soaking up the sunshine. The combination helped ease the tensions of the day.
Once we were done eating, my family went back inside. I decided to linger awhile. Moving to another chair, I turned directly toward the sun. Head back, eyes closed, sweet warmth covered my face.
Those few moments alone in the sun were just what I needed. Soon, the sunshine was hidden by the clouds, so I went inside. My daughter asked if I’d like to go for a walk. Off we went.
As we walked through the neighborhood, we noticed birds singing. Ducks were swimming in a pond, and there was even a turtle sticking its head out of the water. There was a family playing frisbee. Neighbors waved from their front porches.
We rounded a corner, and guess what I felt on my face once again? That warm sunshine. And now it was beginning to set. Not only providing warmth but also beauty.
Back home, it was time for reflection. These are unsettling days. Keeping our distance, missing my friends, missing my co-workers and students. Wanting answers to questions. Wondering how long this will last. And on and on and on.
Sometimes, the simplest things make the biggest difference. Take-out on the deck. Sunshine on my face. A walk with my daughter. Food, sun, and family-It is amazing the power of a little warmth.
Oh, I almost forgot. And music-music helps, too. 😉
Won’t you look down upon me, Jesus You’ve got to help me make a stand You’ve just got to see me through another day My body’s aching and my time is at hand And I won’t make it any other way—James Taylor
Remembering Simpler times Long days When a bike ride Meant singing In full voice Unaware of Quiet melodies From birds Hiding in tall Shade trees that Lined the path A time when Playing outside Included music Blaring from a Spirit of ’76 Transistor radio The perfect Soundtrack for my Nine-year-old life Remembering Simpler times Long days Memories that Surely fade As years pass-Now, Written down to Bring a smile Before I forget
I am excited to have a guest writer on my blog today, my mom. ❤
When I was a little girl, my mom loved to write poetry. Sometimes for special occasions, usually written for or about an individual. She would share them with family and friends. Her words are displayed in frames in many of her siblings’ homes. But more importantly, her words have been stored in hearts.
She has not actively written in many years, but she has consistently encouraged my writing. Our current world circumstances influenced her to write again. She was a little nervous about sharing, so now I get to encourage her. 🙂
I hope her thoughts bring you peace.🌺
Break of Day
Birds singing Break of day Tune’s different In harmony This day
Flower Blankets Covering ground Soft colors Fragile-Beautiful This day
Gentle breeze Dancing leaves New life memories New beginnings This day
Joyful reminders Hope and love Steadfastness Break of day This day
Great Shepherd’s hand Gently leads On mountains Through valleys This day
Stand still Know peace Given by God Break of day This day
“This is the day the Lord has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it.” Psalm 118:24