Just so you know, I thank God for you. Early in the morning as you come into view. Spontaneously throughout the day as you are sweet to me. Several times at night when you’re the final sight I see. I thank God for you’re walking mercy to me, Cherished wife of my youth, on ourContinue reading “I Thank God For You”
Category Archives: Musings
I Love These Legs
I love these legs. With their scrapes and bruises That serve as reminders they carry a little human who chooses Adventure. Whatever form it may take; Be it a run through the garden Or a swim in the lake. “Again!”, Is her battle cry When we throw the ball Or I lift her high. “Tay-TayContinue reading “I Love These Legs”
Living Lanterns
A summer stroll did one night yield A luminescent surprise: A harvest-ready lightning bug field With fireflies on the rise. I paused with my family there to note And to watch these miracles fly; Aleatoric embers floating Like living lanterns towards the sky.
A Summer Storm
To my ears a summer storm is all Sizzle, patter, rumble. To my eyes it’s puddle bubbles In the drive. To my nose, it’s wet earth; To my skin, liquid darts. But, I can’t describe A summer storm’s worth To my heart.
Million Green Needles
These million green needles, All assigned their dewdrop rations, Bring me peace. Lofted o’re their heads, Each morning they declare, That th’Heavenly Father provides Their daily bread.
From The Interstate
From the interstate I can see The pastures roll and rise Towards the sky In Tennessee
Azalea Celebration
I remember it like my name The air was crisp, the sky was blue A spring breeze rocked white blooms The day I met the two of you Now we mark this day each year In our hearts and in our home With song, feasting, and friends And in this we’re not alone As MarchContinue reading “Azalea Celebration”
Sunday Worsts
sunday bests? yeah, i’ll put those on but they don’t quench my thirst i can hide my bones under fancy rags but it doesn’t break the curse oh, i’ll sing praise this Easter morn’ but it won’t be to clothes but to Jesus who died for my sunday worsts and then from death arose
Wonderful and Weighed-Down
Wonderful and weighed-down Bouquets of helium bags Jumble on every table Until a strong gust shoves them off And they saunter like zombies Across our pavilion
A Window Is A Wonderful Thing
A window is a wonderful thing A place to lounge and look at spring A place to perch and hear the birds A place to sit and wish for words Gazing through a pane makes things clear It magnifies joy and muffles fear It provides the peace that clarity brings A window is a wonderfulContinue reading “A Window Is A Wonderful Thing”
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